Masking Tape

I am the reigning Queen of Troubleshooting with Masking Tape. I have just taped my way back onto the internet. My pluggy thing broke and I have taped it together. I am very pround of myself. Bow to your queen.

For a nice change of pace, today was a wonderful day. The weather was great, I was wearing sandals for the first time in 2003, and we spent the greater part of school outside climbing picnic tables and watching people shoot bottle rockets. I felt like a second-grader. I saw View From The Top with Eva later.

I feel guilty for having such a good day when the country is at war, but I saw that clip of the Iraqi soldier whacking the picture of Saddam with his shoe, and it just made my day. Does it not seem like protestors are resisting it more than the Iraqis themselves? Don't get me wrong; war sucks, people are dying, and I wish it didn't have to happen. But it makes me smile that so many of their troops are cooperating, surrendering, and maybe even welcoming us somewhat, and that Saddam has been seen carried out on a stretcher. How does it feel now, bastard?

On a completely different note, I have decided that I want a boyfriend. A real one. I 'liked' a guy for a while this year, but that didn't work out, because he's stupid. Yeah, sorry dude, but you are. I also just found out that someone 'likes' me. I was under the impression that this boy did not like girls. Wonderful. Oh, and there's that guy from tap. The one that wanted me to come to the Christian band concert at his school. And the scary stalker that I knew from 2nd grade that keeps talking about where our friendship is going. And the creepy guy who has me near the end of his list of about 20 girls that he hits on constantly. This makes me sad.

Maybe next year.

2003-03-22 @ 12:15 a.m.

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