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Friday, July 30, 2004
I think this has possibly been the coolest summer I've had in some time based solely on how much I've been out of town. It's been really neat to get to see things other than Tucson for a change.
I've also learned that not only is it easier to stay awake while in a car during the day (rather than during the night), but it's also way better to check out the scenery on some drives. Granted, the drive from here to Phoenix is a bummer of a view, but something like from here to the White Mountains is way cool.
But it seems that the summer is coming to an end. And I must say that I found myself more over the course of these few months than I have in years combined. I'm really happy about that, and I've been really appreciating life for what it is. Just doing your thing.
I'm excited to move into the new place. Getting all my stuff out of storage is going to be great, I can't wait to go through a lot of that junk and get rid of a lot of it. Momma Llama is having a yard sale and invited me to bring any items I wish to rid myself of to her driveway, in hoping that someone will give me money for the stuff I was probably gonna throw away.
A lot of movies, cd's, paperwork, clothes, etc. are in that inaccessible little cell of mine, and so badly I ache to have me my media's again. So many things I've needed to retrieve, but I haven't been able. I wish the hours of access to my stuff weren't so limited. Do these people not realize we have a jobs and lives to rotate a schedule around? I needed my sleeping bag twice now, but it's deep beneath all sorts of crap, probably in the bottom box.
And as far as all you people complaining that I am not returning calls, I'm sorry, but know that you're all equally uncalledback, as I've been in and out of town and working for both the new place and helping with the restaurant while Poppa Llama is out of town. To the most angry seeming of you all, I do still have your script, but it is packed away. I'll give you a call soon, probably after my dad gets back into town. I'm moving in a few days and I'll be getting all my stuff back, as you read above. And now that the summer is over I won't be out of town so much.
Well, I'm off. I think I'mma take a shower before I go to bed... for 2:19 am it sure is hot as hell in this house, and I sweat like it's going out of fashion any moment.
Dear Natalie Portman,
Do you want to be my girlfriend? Check yes or no.
[ ] Yes [ ] No
You're a babe,
The Llama
Wednesday, July 21, 2004
Hey, it's not out yet, but it will be somewhat soon. Sooner if you live in a "select city." But in any case, Garden State is going to be a pretty cool flick. Check out the new trailer. The site is pretty neat, design wise.
Also, I think there are more than 6 degrees of seperation between me and Kevin Bacon. I just have a feeling.
Tuesday, July 20, 2004
I'm going to go to Hawaii.
And I'm going to go all by myself. Should make for some great photos and stories. I'd invite you, but it's hard to take vacation by yourself if you've got someone with you.
But don't worry, I'll share my experience(s) with you.
Also, this isn't happening untill next year.
If you haven't heard The Postal Service, then you are seriously missing out. I am in love with their only album, Give Up. Ben Gibbard's voice is one that rubs me the right way.
No, not that way.
If you're wondering where you've heard Mr. Gibbard before, you're thinking of Death Cab for Cutie which is also a pretty cool group. I recommend you check them both out.
Monday, July 19, 2004
Well.
I'd like to note that I have been out of town more than ever this month. Thus, July is (as per usual) a pretty barren month when it comes to posts.
Get over it, sucka.
But I did find a house, which means I'll be back in the postin' biz-nass somewhat shortly. Move--in date is August Third.
Diggy diggity do, I'm out.
