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wMonday, March 31, 2003 | |
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last night i found out at the last minute that we were going to benihana's, probably my favorite restaurant. my sister and i were supposed to pick someplace for our collective birthdays. nevermind that we've been celebrated hers for a week before, and it's going on a week afterwards, and my birthday is TOMORROW. apparently my grandma called and said to my mom "i can't really afford it, but i'll go without for the girls." so my mom immediately hangs up the phone, calls her sister and plans to take us to some expensive place that THEY want to go to. 15 seconds after grandma said to let us pick. so naturally i start suggesting hamburger places and places around the block. all day they kept asking what we had chosen. meanwhile my sister is still asleep. of course, i didn't wake her up until after 1:00. then at some point my mom and her sister run off to the cemetary, because their father's birthday is in 3 days. i think my dad came up with benihana while they were out, no one else is taking credit for it. it was probably more than twice what my grandma wanted to spend. i suppose my aunt and sister didn't have to order 2 appetizers... anyway, they pulled out a tamborine and sang happy birthday to us. i blew out a candle in my green tea ice cream, my free green tea ice cream, and they took our pictures with a polaroid camera and put them in a benihana frame. so that was unexpected. also, i got yelled at for fingerpainting the bricks on the patio. i forgot to wake up early this morning and run downstairs and say "ooh, pretty." maybe tomorrow. posted by Jenny on 3/31/2003 02:46:00 PM |
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wSaturday, March 29, 2003 | |
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tell me if you "get" this joke... someone comes out of her office, slumps down in a chair and says that she just read that they're using bombing sniffing dolphins in the persian gulf, and she's worried about what's going to happen to the dolphins. i say "put them in a can of starkist so they can't talk." so she doesn't like that, but it gets no reaction from anyone else. i say "get it, starkist?" and they go, "yeah, it's tuna." then i explain, only to be greeted with a chorus of "they put dolphins in tuna?" meanwhile i just told this joke at my sister's family birthday party and made my whole family choke on ice cream cake... posted by Jenny on 3/29/2003 07:50:00 PM |
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wFriday, March 28, 2003 | |
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I might have snuck my aunt's digital camera out of the house on tuesday. my sister turned 20, we went to disneyland. i'm giving the camera back today, because my class is over. 
she doesn't want to have her picture taken on the matterhorn. 
"this is a blank sign! please do not pay attention to any printing you may see on this sign. we only wrote this to let you know that this is a blank sign. with nothing on it. except this message." 
a picture of tigger on the new, doesn't open until april 11th, winnie the pooh ride. and yes, we rode it anyways. (taken without a flash, to avoid being thrown out of the park) 
my sister's tigger ears having their picture taken with tigger. 
a tealight on the teacups. 
her tigger ears riding the teacups. 
me on the carousel. (why is it called "king arthur's carousel" when all of the pictures are from sleeping beauty? disney made that sword in the stone movie... also, there's a cool carousel scene in mary poppins, also a disney movie...) 
my fuzzy whatevers in front of a statue of walt and mickey (not so obvious) and sleeping beauty's castle (more obvious). posted by Jenny on 3/28/2003 11:41:00 AM |
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wMonday, March 24, 2003 | |
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last night i tag along after work to this oscar watching get together with some people from work. we get there, and after awhile, i realize that i'm the oldest person in the room. in 8 days i'll be a whole year older, too. also, they all have much better jobs than i do. hmpf. posted by Jenny on 3/24/2003 04:42:00 PM |
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wWednesday, March 19, 2003 | |
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This is what I was doing Sunday night instead of writing my big had-all-quarter-to-do-it paper. Me [8:45 PM]: so, just for my records, are you still not talking to me? Him [8:46 PM]: no...i'm not still not talking to you. : ) Me [8:47 PM]: be that way. Him [8:47 PM]: if you weave through all the nots, that says "i'm talking to you." (oh, i got it, it's just not much of an answer) Me [8:48 PM]: how long did it take you to come up with that? Him [8:48 PM]: not long at all...you know i get bored with the same old syntax all the time! Me [8:49 PM]: it's too late to think, you're trying to make me think Him [8:50 PM]: do you have any problem with starting to talk again and not really discussing the incident any more? i'd kinda rather do it that way if you don't mind. Me [8:51 PM]: that's fine. Him [8:51 PM]: what's new? Well, maybe I only put it off for another hour because of this. Maybe 2, the hour I thought about sending the message and the hour after I sent it. I presented the 3 1/2 page paper on Monday night. It was 7 pages including footnotes when I had my sister turn it in today. We'll see what happens next. posted by Jenny on 3/19/2003 10:15:00 PM |
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why am i hearing japanese and some christian sermon through my computer's speakers? posted by Jenny on 3/19/2003 10:28:00 AM |
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wThursday, March 13, 2003 | |
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so last night my dad was in san rafael (way up north, had to take a plane), and he calls and says he's coming home. my mom announces she's not cooking, and then flat our refuses all my takeout suggestions until magically, he calls and says he's driving out of the airport and she sends him out for veggie/turkey burgers. later i come downstairs to see what's going on with dinner, and i hear her on the phone going "no, i can't donate any more money. i'm sorry, but i've already made my donation." then she gets a call waiting, and hangs up on the solicitor guy. but ya know what? he called back 20 seconds later. see, when a telemarker/solicitor calls you, they make a note of how long they can keep you on the phone, and if you don't hang up on them abruptly, they put your name on a list, and someone calls you back again and again and again. i know, i've done it. ok, so she starts talking to the guy and eventually she says "i have 2 girls in college, if you want you can talk to the one who's been going for 6 years, it's ridiculous!" and the complete stranger needs to know this why? so i start saying "just say no and hang up the phone", "why are you talking to this guy?" "why are you still on the phone?" then i go outside and wait in the driveway for my dad as if i'm going to help him bring in the food. when he pulls up he hands me the bag and i tell him what she said. he just walks up the driveway and shouts back to me "sometimes your mother doesn't know when to stop talking!" uh, ya think? although he was probably talking about the fact that she made a donation in the first place. posted by Jenny on 3/13/2003 05:20:00 PM |
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wTuesday, March 11, 2003 | |
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ok, i officially hate my professor... i didn't ask for friday the 21st off, and then he said on monday that our final was on friday from 3:00-6:00. so i told him i couldn't go. and he said if i don't critique other people's work he'll fail me. and i said that he said that our last critique was the one we did last week. i told him that i had to work on fridays (and i hate how the school schedules finals on days and times you don't have the class, like a mwf afternoon class having a tuesday 8am final). so then he says that i have a college final. so i say that i need at least 2 weeks notice to get the day off, and is it ok if i turn my work in early. and he says that's fine, of course i'll get credit. then he says "this final has been out there all quarter, you have to show up" then i turn around thinking "didn't you just say it was ok". then he yells at me in front of a room full of people "i can't excuse you from the final!" and something else. i just looked it up on the class schedule. the final for classes that meet at this time is SATURDAY from 3:00-6:00pm. asshole! also, he told me on wednesday that there was more paper (because i didn't take my alottment since i didn't want to make giant 13x19 glossy images, so i got 8x10 matte paper). but the assignment says they have to be 13x19. so he told me that since people didn't take their paper there was more. so when i went to get it from him on monday he said "sorry, you're on your own". i finally tracked down a place that sells it on the internet, it's $53.75 for 20 sheets. i only need 5. i thought i might have to spend $60 for 50 sheets or something. anyway, i need to get it by tomorrow, which is the last day of lab. not being an art major i have no use for this stuff, and can't even get in to the lab after this quarter to print even if i wanted to. also, the doctor said i tore muscle and ligaments in my leg/ankle which are allowing blood to pool, and that's why it's swelling. she wrapped it in an ace bandage (she said i needed a brace, but the nurse told her ace bandages are cheaper). also, she has me taking 1800 mg of motrin a day. ever notice that everything feels great when the doctor wraps something, but as soon as you take it off the next day and try to rewrap it it's never as good. the whole visit cost me $13.23. which i asked my dad to give me... he thinks i need to file a workman's comp claim, which seems like a stupid thing to do right when they're deciding who to lay off for the summer. and finally, when i was in the doctors office yesterday i sent the following text messages: Dear God, It's O.K. that you made different religions but don't you get mixed up sometimes. Arnold Dear God, My brother told me about being born but it doesn't sound right. Marsha Dear God, Please send Dennis Clark to a different camp this year. Peter Dear God, Are you really invisible or is it just a trick? Lucy i got asked where i was getting them. i responded that i was getting them off a poster in the doctor's office. he sent back something about his ex. i sent back a comment about something she said about learning to shoot a rifle, and to be careful. then he sent back an excuse for her about what he had said before, only most of it got cut off. then, all night i was online and... nothing. then today i saw an article about "freedom fries" and thought it was too good to resist. so i sent that, and got a 2 sentence answer. and that's it. on sunday night i felt totally rejected, or disappointed, or something while i pathetically sat on my bed with the keyboard waiting for an im. so i'm thinking now i'm even more pathetic for giving him ANOTHER chance to be so dismissive towards me. what the fuck is wrong with me? posted by Jenny on 3/11/2003 10:48:00 PM |
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wSaturday, March 08, 2003 | |
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right now i feel all slimey and gross from 9.75 hours of work over 2 days and 5 hours in disneyland since my last shower. so i just put on the pajama bottoms i've been wearing for 2-3 days, an old t-shirt, and i'm going to lie down in my sister's bed. i think i'll also make an away message out of this. posted by Jenny on 3/08/2003 11:11:00 PM |
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Last night my leg hurt so bad I left work early. Today I promised my sister I'd help her with a school project at Disneyland. Of course, I'm, also working at 2:15 in Hollywood. My dad is quite pissed I'm doing that to my leg. I'm publishing this because I haven't figured out how to do a protected entry. I don't particularly want to post those last 2 entries, but when I saved them I knew I'd feel this way. And in case you're keeping score, still not talking, no emails or anything on my end. No chat room encounters, although I've been online every night talking to other people. posted by Jenny on 3/08/2003 07:48:00 AM |
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wThursday, March 06, 2003 | |
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Her [9:32 PM]: How're things with you? Me [9:33 PM]: he's still not talking to me, but it doesn't bother me as much tonight as it did last night. Her [9:34 PM]: Oh there ya go. :) Her [9:34 PM]: And why is he not talking to you, now? Me [9:34 PM]: same old same old, i think Her [9:35 PM]: Meaning? Me [9:35 PM]: "whoopdee do" Her [9:36 PM]: He's still holding the same grudge? or he's still stupidly expecting you to be interested in something you're clearly not. Me [9:36 PM]: i'm not sure. Me [9:36 PM]: i don't want to talk about it any more. now the fact that he's not talking to me has become a separate issue. Her [9:37 PM]: I can understand that. Me [9:38 PM]: i talked ____'s ear off about it last night. Her [9:38 PM]: He said he'd had a long conversation with you about him, but he didn't elaborate. Her [9:39 PM]: I take that back... he said it sounded like he wasn't treating you nicely. Me [9:39 PM]: i'm starting to think he's being himself and i'm allowing myself to be hurt by putting myself out there. Me [9:40 PM]: i'll send you the stuff i'm going to write in my blog. Her [9:40 PM]: It's sure starting to seem like this is the permanent him. I mean, if he keeps doing it... :x Her [9:57 PM]: All right... I know you didn't ask me, but I'm telling you what I think. It's hard to disengage emotionally... especially because he loves the attention from you enough to want to pull you back in when he senses he's not getting it from you. But it's unhealthy for you. It frustrates you and makes you angry. My theory is, you have to find a way to walk away. Take him off your buddy list... don't mail or IM or call... it's incredibly hard, but for crying out loud, why on earth do you deserve to be beaten Her [9:57 PM]: up on emotionally? Me [9:58 PM]: i know. Her [9:59 PM]: ___ did this to me for a really, really long time... and he made me really bitter and he screwed up a lot of my life. It wasn't worth it. He ended up walking away anyway, and I waited around like a damned dog hoping for whatever he'd give for no reason. Me [10:01 PM]: i hate giving him the attention. he was talking to me, and i didn't respond to him. i said 1-2 thinks to him/about him, but when he talked to me again i didn't respond. when i left the room i thought to myself "why would i do that again, it sucked" Her [10:02 PM]: That's another thing I had to not do with ___... I had this urge to take potshots at him until I realized it wasn't much going to matter to him...and it was just going to make me even more bitter. Me [10:02 PM]: i didn't take a potshot at him. he was the center of attention with more than half the room hovering around him. Her [10:03 PM]: I didn't mean that you were necessarily taking potshots... I really just meant handing out attention of any kind. posted by Jenny on 3/06/2003 11:24:00 PM |
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Him [8:29 PM]: now I have to figure out if I need these critical updates (g) Him [8:29 PM]: what the hell is Microsoft Virtual Machine? Me [8:31 PM]: oh, you need that. Him [8:31 PM]: gonna remove that, and install the rest, and hope it doesn't hurt anything. Oh, I need that?? Me [8:31 PM]: i think so Me [8:31 PM]: i put it on his computer. Him [8:31 PM]: hmmm, wonder how I get it back.. Me [8:31 PM]: do the rest, if you need it, it'll tell you when you try to run your draft. Him [8:31 PM]: went back to original list of 17 Him [8:32 PM]: now I'll remove the exclusive thingie, which I think I need also, but I have to do that separately Him [8:34 PM]: and we're off! Him [8:34 PM]: 53 minutes, blech Him [8:36 PM]: but it's moving, I didn't freeze :) Me [8:37 PM]: i'm typing in my blog Him [8:37 PM]: okay, won't bug ya! Me [8:37 PM]: i'll send it to you before i post it. Him [8:37 PM]: okay Me [8:40 PM]: there, i was almost done ;) Him [8:40 PM]: okay :) Him [8:40 PM]: 42 minutes, we're cookin Me [8:41 PM]: ooh, don't bog yourself down, conserve your ram ;) Him [8:41 PM]: I'm just gonna be watching tv anyway.. lol Me [8:41 PM]: right, cause you can put up an away message now ;) Him [8:42 PM]: but I'm talking to you :) Him [8:42 PM]: does he read your blog? you know I do Me [8:42 PM]: only til west wing starts ;) Him [8:42 PM]: lol Me [8:42 PM]: he says he doesn't, but i'm not sure. Me [8:42 PM]: he thinks the things i write are too long. Him [8:43 PM]: sheesh Him [8:43 PM]: I think if you're angry, you should tell him. Except you have, really.. but does he hear it? Me [8:43 PM]: i know, it's an inner struggle really. Me [8:44 PM]: i should tell him, but i have some pride left. Him [8:44 PM]: if he thinks you're overdramatizing, because you're angry, then he's not going to be able to deal with you, in general, seems to me Him [8:44 PM]: this is pure speculation, of course Me [8:45 PM]: MarginalizedJen my new screenname Him [8:45 PM]: eeeeek Me [8:45 PM]: ::sigh:: he thinks if he ignores me the fight will go away, maybe. Him [8:46 PM]: well, I guess I've been trying to do that with ____, too. But ____ and I aren't in the same kind of relationship Me [8:46 PM]: i don't want to talk about it. but now the fact that he's still not talking to me becomes another issue. Me [8:47 PM]: but i can't force him to talk to me if he doesn't want to. i just wish he'd tell me he thinks the friendship is beyond repair or something. Him [8:47 PM]: do you think the friendship is beyond repair? That might be the more important question. Me [8:47 PM]: if all the effort is on my end, yes. Him [8:47 PM]: if you value him enough to keep trying, then you should, until he says otherwise?? Him [8:48 PM]: in other words, his lack of response, to you, is his response. Me [8:48 PM]: yep. Him [8:48 PM]: hasn't this happened before though? Me [8:49 PM]: i'm not so sure i need to keep running in to an electric fence. or in this case, someone who doesn't think i'm worth a simple apology, or any other effort. Me [8:49 PM]: yeah, and i always give in. i DID call him on sunday, eventhough i swore i wouldn't. Him [8:50 PM]: that may be true.. I'm hesitant to tell you to write him off, just because that's the way I am, I don't give up easily on such things.. but maybe you need to back off for your own protection Me [8:51 PM]: well, i don't think i'm going in the room again any time soon. i don't need to see him being all chummy with the people who used to be in my position... ya know? i don't think there's any danger of my calling or emailing again any time soon. Me [8:51 PM]: i KNOW there's no danger of him calling me. Him [8:52 PM]: I don't wanna see you disappear over it Him [8:52 PM]: <--selfish response Him [8:52 PM]: I do understand what you're saying, though Me [8:53 PM]: my selfish response is. it's a public room, if he's not talking to me, he should be the one who's not going in there. Me [8:53 PM]: i think anyone would say that's never going to happen. Him [8:53 PM]: why should either of you not go in there? Him [8:54 PM]: you can ignore each other blissfully if you want Me [8:54 PM]: well, it drives me insane, so for my own good... Him [8:54 PM]: okay, so you choose not to.. I get that. Him [8:54 PM]: but why should he do the same, because you feel that way? Me [8:55 PM]: well now... last week when he wasn't talking to me, i was thinking... go away and leave me in peace... i'm not the one not talking to you! Him [8:56 PM]: I guess I do that too, when _____ lurks in my game or something.. but I don't brood about it.. but again, that's a different thing. I'm not emotionally involved with _____..... Him [8:56 PM]: can you be in a room and not address him? Me [8:57 PM]: it's hard with him, everyone hovers around him. Me [8:57 PM]: anyway, i talked to him twice tonight, i didn't respond when he talked to me. Him [8:57 PM]: he attracts attention, just by being himself. Me [8:57 PM]: no, he tries really hard to get that attention. Him [8:57 PM]: so he's probably saying, why is she talking to me at all, if she's not going to respond? Me [8:58 PM]: why is he talking to me at all if he's not talking to me? Him [8:58 PM]: because you're there and talking to him... Me [8:58 PM]: no, he started talking to me. Him [8:58 PM]: oh, okay.. I got it mixed up I guess. Him [8:59 PM]: if he started talking to you, then that would tell me he wants to talk to you. But he's not apologizing, and that's what you want. Am I getting closer? Me [9:00 PM]: he's not talking to me, but he's asking me stupid questions about banana moon pies. Him [9:00 PM]: so it's okay for him to talk to you about something unimportant, but not about something emotional. Him [9:00 PM]: sometimes, you gotta start with moon pies to get to the other stuff. Me [9:00 PM]: last week he REALLY wasn't talking to me, but he was still doing those stupid aol hugs for me, even though he says every time he gives one how stupid they are. Him [9:01 PM]: it's a symbolic thing, that Me [9:01 PM]: they emails i sent him weren't emotional... Me [9:01 PM]: one was about reba and one was a weird article. Me [9:01 PM]: i don't want you to miss the west wing. Him [9:01 PM]: they're rerunning the season premiere. Him [9:01 PM]: no biggie :) Him [9:02 PM]: If my ex sent me an e-mail about something unimportant, I wouldn't know how to respond to it, still, after all this time, unless it was cut and dried... maybe something like that is going on with him. Me [9:03 PM]: we send that kind of stuff back and forth all the time. i just thought i'd test the waters. he's right, when he didn't respond i DID assume he was ignoring them. so that was going to be it. Him [9:04 PM]: so it would take him sending an e-mail to signal that things were different? Me [9:04 PM]: i don't know. Me [9:05 PM]: until this happened we im-ed every night and emailed back and forth. and it wasn't always me intiating it. i don't know what i want. i just want to know either way. Him [9:06 PM]: you may need to send him an e-mail saying exactly that.. without overstating it, just saying, what's going on Me [9:07 PM]: eventually. Him [9:07 PM]: ::nodding:: Me [9:07 PM]: did you read what i wrote about backing him in to a corner? Him [9:07 PM]: :going back again::: Him [9:08 PM]: if it's not a big deal to him, but it is a big deal to you, is that really backing him into a corner? Me [9:09 PM]: he always says that though. Me [9:09 PM]: he's incredibly dismissive. Me [9:09 PM]: i suppose it's to avoid an emotional scene. Me [9:09 PM]: which is what avoidance tends to buy you. Him [9:10 PM]: yeah, I know a bit about avoidance, that's exactly it Him [9:11 PM]: if he's gonna keep avoiding this issue, though, and it's important to you, you're going to get nowhere in a hurry Me [9:11 PM]: it's more like... the more he avoids thing, the more issues arise. Him [9:11 PM]: kay, I can see where that would happen, too Him [9:12 PM]: do you think this will ever change? Me [9:12 PM]: no Me [9:12 PM]: did you catch what i said about an electric fence? Him [9:12 PM]: yep Him [9:13 PM]: I'm inclined to say, then, you should let him open any further discussion up, and lack of opening would indicate that he doesn't want to go on. And if that's the way you prefer it, under those terms, then let him go. I don't really like saying that. Him [9:14 PM]: that really sounds like where you're at anyway, though Me [9:15 PM]: well, i know if i bring it up we'd talk about it. i just have to wonder having been through fights with him before, is the only reason we're still friends because i'm forcing the issue. Him [9:15 PM]: you want to be friends more than he does Me [9:16 PM]: maybe. Him [9:17 PM]: at best it's an unequal relationship, if you feel more for him than he does for you Him [9:17 PM]: I know a bit about those, too Me [9:17 PM]: i don't need it to be equal. i still need something though. Him [9:17 PM]: sure, it can't be a one way street Him [9:17 PM]: you're worth some putting back into, anyway! Me [9:18 PM]: as much as i tell myself that, i can be made to feel otherwise ;) Him [9:18 PM]: if he makes you feel otherwise, then it's not good for you to try to be friends with him Me [9:19 PM]: i KNOW that, but that doesn't always filter in to my actions. Him [9:19 PM]: yeah, knowing is one thing, acting as if you believe it is another Him [9:19 PM]: don't run away, I need to reboot posted by Jenny on 3/06/2003 05:36:00 PM |
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Me [8:01 PM]: i'm going to get come icy milk that masquerades as a fat free ice cream product... brb Him [8:01 PM]: heeee, ok Me [8:04 PM]: so he's still not talking to me. Him [8:04 PM]: I wondered... you were trying to interact with him Me [8:05 PM]: i want to smack him upside the head when he talks to me in a room. Him [8:05 PM]: because he won't IM? But you had your IM's off Me [8:05 PM]: he didn't know that ;) Him [8:06 PM]: I did, why wouldn't he? (he has aol 5.0, btw) Me [8:06 PM]: also, i sent him 2 emails. Him [8:06 PM]: which he read and ignored, or ignored? Me [8:06 PM]: sent one to work. the other didn't come from aol, so i don't know. Me [8:07 PM]: he finally sent one back this afternoon that said he hasn't gotten around to them yet. he said: Just wanted to make sure you knew I wasn't ignoring it on purpose. Me [8:07 PM]: what-ever. Him [8:07 PM]: he hasn't gotten around to them yet? Him [8:08 PM]: how long does it take to read an email. Unless he wants to give you a detailed response or something Me [8:08 PM]: i think if i call him and email him twice, i need to get something more than that back before i put myself out there any more. Him [8:08 PM]: makes some sense to me. Me [8:08 PM]: they were pretty innocuous emails, i didn't want to get in to any discussions or anything. Him [8:08 PM]: then why does he need to "get around to them"? Him [8:09 PM]: bizarre. it hurts to feel like your friendship isn't worth making an effort for. i don't want to be pushy, so i don't point this out. on the one hand, i just allow myself to get hurt more and more, when what i should do is look at the reality. that being that his actions are speaking very loudly about where i stand. on the other hand, i could just say what's on my mind and be ready for the answer i'm avoiding by not saying anything. i wonder how long i should wait before i send an email. my instincts say i should just get it over with (although i know he'll say i'm overreacting, or making a big deal out of something small, or just generally be dismissive). my resolve is not to communicate at all because he knows 6 ways of contacting me, any of which he could use at any time, so why am i making all the effort? also, i know that i'd be "overdramatizing" the situation, thus backing him into a corner whereby he'd have to assure me that it's not that big a deal. still, i feel like someone needs to grab him and shake him and yell at him that his non-action is really shitty. my therapist says that's one of the words i use instead of my real emotion which is anger. there ya go, i'm angry. and it hurts. posted by Jenny on 3/05/2003 08:39:00 PM |
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i got my topic approved today for my big end of the quarter paper/presentation. a week from monday at 7pm, let the countdown begin. i wonder when my big end of the quarter photo project is due. i wonder when i'm going to print it. my professor showed up for class today. i was actually there early. i stood outside and ate a moonpie for breakfast. then i went in, drank a big gulp of water (and fortunately didn't spill any on the computer, or anywhere else) and burned a cd of all the stuff i put on the server on monday. i was going to write something here about how the fucker showed up today, but he made us go to the gallery downstairs and see someone's work. i asked the girl if she was taking us to the gallery down the street. my leg is killing me and i don't think i'd make it there after parking in the middle of nowhere and walking clear across campus. oh well, i'm an asshole who wouldn't walk across a street and down a little ways to critique someone's work. also, i was complaining about paper. i didn't take my 2nd alottment cause i thought i could print stuff on my own paper. then i missed the 3rd cause i was late to class. don't know if there was a 4th, i bet there was on the day i missed. (also the day the final assignment was given). anyway, i looked at the thing, and i have to turn in 5 13x19 big glossy prints. i don't want to buy 50 sheets of paper because i'll end up with 45 extras. no one gets what the big deal is, probably because their all art majors. the professor said i should buy 50 and then sell it to someone. maybe for more than i paid? hehe posted by Jenny on 3/05/2003 06:03:00 PM |
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also, the tech guy came in and started restarting the computer up front. i keep worrying he's going to catch me online. a few times he's gone to the back. i'm sitting right by the door to the back room. it's making me a nervous wreck. what if he's restarting the computer up front to get the lab monitoring software working! i'm so screwed! some of my pictures look like shit. didn't move the tripod, but the autofocus didn't work in all of them. so even though i thought i could just plug different elements in cause the lighting and angles and background would be the same, the focus is off. damn. i think he can hear me typing. this is a loud keyboard. fuck. also, another professor just came to the back row and looked at the printer. i better clear my browser history and run, now! posted by Jenny on 3/03/2003 12:51:00 PM |
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my fucking professor couldn't even be bothered to show up to class today. i saw a girl in my class walking away from campus as i was driving to class. i figured she might be going to the gallery, so i'd park and go upstairs and check it out. of course, she wasn't really walking to the gallery either. so yeah, now i'm sitting in here pissed cause my leg really hurts, and i drove my ass all the way out here, and where is he? not here, i'll tell you that. posted by Jenny on 3/03/2003 12:26:00 PM |
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Tonight I spent $18.75 out of my own pocket to get water for over 200 people. (I'm probably getting reimbursed, but I'm just saying "out of my own pocket" because people were bitching about not getting enough, or it wasn't cold, or it took so long.) An Anna Nicole Double helped me pass it out. (www.annanicoledouble.com) Also, an older (read: old) woman fell in the bleachers and gut a cut on her nose, a really bad bloody nose and she broke her glasses. While I was asking over and over again to get the onset medic to help her (because they kept saying no), I fell down the stairs too. My leg is now swelling up. They took her in the lobby, and I was writing up an accident report when she told me she was trying to take a picture when she fell. So I took her camera out on the red carpet and took pictures of Marcia, Peter and Cindy Brady, Dick Van Dyke with Mary Tyler Moore and also him with Don Adams. She's sending me doubles. Also, someone got Dick Van Dyke to come over to her and I got their picture together, and later I go Doris Roberts to have a picture taken with her. I think I did pretty good. There was another woman in a wheel chair who couldn't get in the bleachers, I took her camera and got Diahann Carroll and Nichelle Nichols and Someone else. If I had my own camera I would have taken one of Don Knotts. Dude, I just say Mr. Limpett. Right now my leg is hurting and starting to swell. Ah souvenirs. posted by Jenny on 3/02/2003 09:05:00 PM |
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who the fuck has anN AWARDS show the same DAY AS THE l.a. marathON? and why the FUCK IS my keyboard sSTILL DOING THIS? posted by Jenny on 3/02/2003 09:52:00 AM |
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