ok, first, POOR VINCENT GALLO!
poor poor vincent gallo. he is sad. i must help him, vincent gallo.
i guess that's what you get, though, when you are a genius and you wear warren beatty hats.
in other news, i realized today that due to my excellent new layout, i cannot look at my diary or guestbook at work because it's not WORK-APPROPRIATE.
well! that's just freaking great!
in still other news, i don't care.
i keep trying to figure out things to write about because when i come home my head's all empty of anything interesting.
perhaps i have just turned into an uninteresting person.
assuming, of course, i was ever an interesting person.
here are some things:
-there is a boy at work who has crooked teeth and a janky smile. his eyes are a dark and maybe, perhaps, could be considered a tiny tiny bit too far apart. he is totally weird looking.
welcome to my Work Crush.
he is completely dreamy.
-it's been bright and beautiful out. i am so happy with seattle. i am so happy in seattle. even when i am not really happy, at least i am here.
-we got our first electric bill since moving in here four months ago.
guess who will be without food money until the 15th?
-there have been tiny white flower petals stuck to the windshield of my car for two days.
i don't see any reason to wash them off.
-i can't remember the last time i was stung by a bee.
can you remember the last time you were?
