30 nov 02 1pm « »
np/orange peels 'girl for all

when you have a dream about your friend's long-term boyfriend the first thing you do NOT want to do is rush out and tell her about it but that's exactly my first thought (after mulling over the kisses) because it was such a dishy dream. alas some things must remain to yourself. same thing with sharing it with peter. not going to do that.
lately, and by that i mean within the past few months, since we've decided to be permanent, i've had these dreams.. intermittently.. in which i finally get with seemingly every boy i've ever lusted after hardcore, and even a few i only considered. not all in one dream, i mean it's always a different one. maybe once a week or so. and the reason i'm not bothered by it is this: i'm getting ready to stay with one person and this is my mind's way of indulging my past desires so i'm over them easily. and you know what i think that's a great idea! go my brain!

in other news, my mother is due to appear in this timezone on december 3rd. she doesn't seem concerned about planning, and i only heard about her arrival date through my brother travis, incidentally, when he called to see if i could get korn tickets for him. then he mentioned, oh yeah i can't believe mom's going to be here in like two weeks! and i stopped and said, wait. what? when?? because she was supposed to be staying with me, atleast for a few days and this is something i need to prepare for.. not only small things like christmas decorating, which i am getting to, and not only bigger things like cleaning the house and making it look respectable, making beds and readying rooms but the biggest thing, replacing a window which is now only a vacant gaping hole upstairs! we don't even GO up there anymore, except that our clothes are up there, but that's where my mum & her husband are going to sleep!
i phoned my father today and got him to agree to come out here, visit home depot with me to find a suitable window, and install it. then i mentioned he needs to help me put up these shelves, the ones peter and i bought at target months ago and they're not only just shelves it's a whole freakin psuedo-california closet for gods sake, and he agreed to THAT too. and i'm giving him $20.
have to remember to send out the rent today!
also i'd like to stop at the little christmas shop across the street and see if they have any creme coloured long skinny candles (i know they have a name..) for this cute little 70s candle holder i got at the goodwill the other day. the livingroom is just about all ready for show, only i've got a few things to move out of it and only a little more garland to put up, just in the two windows. it's tree-garland, the kind that looks like christmas tree, and i think it looks most natural and simple and it goes with the normal decor of the room best.

anyway last night i went to my regular goodwill, it's not actually a goodwill but a thrift store but i call it 'the goodwill' just because. there was an indie rocker working! i say! she was eyein' me up good and making herself much less-than-scarce and i can tell she meant to show me, see here now lady, your days of mad scores at this little-known goodwill are over! maybe i will get to know her. i wonder what it's like working there? maybe i might try and work there too. it would be fun working with someone other than .. you know. retirees and the other sort who usually work at thrifts.
i still found some great stuff, this blue shirt i am wearing now and plan to wear to bens partay tonight, a pantsuit including a magnificent maroon skirt that is absolutely TO DIE FOR, esp with this blue shirt here, and a great jacket and some vest with it, i dunno about the vest and i'm SURE about the pants: they're tubby-waders -- both HUGE in the stomach, and short in the leg. i don't understand them, i fear them, and they certainly do not flatter me. however they might make a great cape someday. or another skirt. oh and i got a dress, i don't know what to do with the dress but i LOVE it: 3/4 length sleeves, a low v-neck with ties hanging down in traditional early-seventies fashion, just-abovee-the-knee, and the pattern is darling. blue flowers. small ones. about the size of a quarter. it was one of those things you TEAR off the hanger and gape at, marvelling at your good luck, then in the dressingroom you think..okay.. normally i'd say NO but it's so. cute. maybe i can pair it with something. i can make it work. i shouldn't get it. it might never work. but i know that when i get home i'll think about it until i come back and find it gone, which happened with the blue coat. the one peter just laughed at when i asked his opinion and it was a bit bulky but GORGEOUS.. so i got the jacket.
the store closed at 8, opposed to the 7:30 i'd figured and i had extra surprise time which is always exciting. so i found THE JACKET. oh lord. 99cents!! it's a jacket of heavy thick cotton, in dark blue (yes last night i was further convinced of my passion for red, white and blue -- most of my clothes are one of the three) (or all) that goes a bit past my hips with a belt in the centre, square pockets ontop and below the belt. i figured it might not fit but it didn't matter. and it doesn't fit, the arms are too short like they always are (i think i've got more orangutang in me than ape) but i could fold them a bit and it was good. i also found a red, white & blue vertical striped poly shirt with a vneck i want to put a button on, and another tie-neck. i'm thinking of removing the tie and using it as a belt, the shirt is long enough i suspect.
so, all in all -- WOO!
plus earlier i'd stopped at a dollar store near the bookstore (i had to check for a book of hits from the 60s and found one but it was $25 & i only had $20) and found a great clear glass vase, and potpourri that smells like christmas trees. the vase is perfect for the dried roses i have from peter's and my 7-month anniversary; the potpourri is giving me a slight headache.
but anyway, all-in i spent $10.37. a good deal at any rate.

god i can't believe i've got my laptop back. the last time i wrote, i looked at my last entry and it was the ninth of june, SEVEN MONTHS AGO!! holy jeebus.
but it hasn't bothered me a day, because the laptop broke around the time i was getting ready to move, and i'd just started dating peter so i was both consumed by wanting to spend every hour with him, and the urgency of packing and doing other necessary moving-things didn't give me time to worry about writing. it didn't give me time to need to write what was going on. then i moved, and the newness of the move and putting things in their places, and finding a new job and discovering the city and meeting people.. all the while knowing my computer is broken, slowly being weaned away from it.. but typing now is strangely simple and natural. like i never went away.

by the way, it wasn't broken. the cord that plugs the power pack in? that was broken, but my brother gave me the cord from his scanner and it worked fine. and i just found another cord i had which may have been nathan's, and i think that's going to work so kris can have his scanner back.

i want a digital camera for christmas. one that uses sony memory sticks. that is all.

now i must take a shower and get as much done, including air-drying my hair, as i can in an hour, before i go to work. also i HAVE to find someone to work for me tomorrow, as i'm sheduled both at target and tripar.
and target gives me a 10% discount on stuff i buy there. yay! i get 15cents less an hour but that's not important. the work is harder, but that's not important either i guess. the work there varies, cashiering and sales floor, so that's good.
all in all.. ehhhhh. but 10% is good.