is this working now?

so i am here again.

have you ever tried to concentrate on homework while your mother practiced the saxophone?

ah. i thought not.

trust me, it's hard.

oh and on top of that there's a huge fire burning not on the ridge right next to my house but the one behind that. exactly one ridge line, two roads and one reservoir away. very smoky right now. normally there are so many stars out here because it gets really dark but now i can hardly see any because there's so much smoke. the cloud of smoke stretches over my house and all the way to the other horizon. driving home i could see the flames on top of the ridge.

caddie gave me a ride across the circle on the back of her bike. much fun. wheeeeeeee.

rehearsalness: jonathan, paz, max, jeeyon and ellie. two scripts forgotten and mr. capron fifteen minutes late. i feel like a very responsible stage manager, though, because i have all the blocking neatly noted down in my script on one side and the other side saved for tech cues. and rehearsal was good except max has this annoying way of squinching up his eyes that is starting to relly piss me off. and he is one of the people who needs to get blocking from me tomorrow due to lack of script today. and after rehearsal, which involved long happy discussions of antonio-sebastian relationship, paz volunteered brad to give me a ride to the train station so i hung out with paz and jeeyeon and then paz called brad to see if he could give me and jeeyon rides. long pause. paz: come on. this is iris. she has green hair. eee. that made me happy. and he said "she knows she can walk to the train station, right?" and i told paz "yes." so he agreed. then he didn't show up for a while more during which we got into retreat discussions and fed the ants and paz ate most of jeeyon's orange and we raided paz's locker food (yummmy) and paz called brad again to see where he was and about two minutes later he showed up. funny how that works. so paz started trying to figure out how one fits four people and a bike in one relatively small car, and brad offered to come back and get the bike after dropping me off. then he said since he was coming back paz and jeeyon could stay at school and he'd just take me. paz nixed that one right away. hehe. i forget exactly what she said but it amused me. so we all pile in and drive to the train station and paz "orders brad around then hits him in the head" (she pointed out a do not enter sign and accidentally ran her hand into his ear whe she was trying to ::cough:: apologize...brad: what kind of girlfriend do i have?) then jeeyon tweaked his eyebrow ring (ow! that one hurt.) paz: everyone's abusing you. i think it's iris's turn now. me: no, i'll be nice. brad: thank you. if you had hurt me i wouldn't have driven you any closer to the train station (we are sitting at the light waiting to be able to turn into the station parking lot. me:so you would have just dumped me and driven off with my stuff? brad: no, i just said i wouldn't drive you any closer. jeeyon: so you're going to drive her stuff to the station, not her.
brad: yeah. then he dropped me off in the station parking lot and i walked around to the back to get my stuff and he starts pulling away. i run after him, open back hatch. me: hey! my stuff. where were you going? brad: paz told me not to so of course i had to. me: you guys are all soooo nice to me. (close hatch). brad drives away.

wheeeeeeee!

there's sticky stuff on my keyboard. graaaar. i did not put it there. sister's doing.

now my sister is playing with mom's sax. ::strangles sister::

toni: whose blog is that?
me: guess.
toni: is it a boy?
me: no.
toni: is it a girl?
me: yes.
toni: is she hot?
me: well i used to think so...
toni: it's caddie.
--later--
caddie: okay, then...what's my blog address?
toni: oh i know this...anti-something...
caddie: how do you know?
me: she figured it out.
caddie: how?
me: i had it written on my hand and she asked whose it was and i made her figure it out.
toni: i asked her three questions.
caddie: and what were they?
toni: is it a boy, is it a girl, is it caddie
me: no...four. ::meaningful look::
toni: no, you volunteered that!
me: no i didn't.
toni: yes you did.
me: no.
caddie: wait...what did you ask or she volunteer?
toni: never mind.
me: nothing.
--later still--
caddie: so what was it she asked you?
me: okay. one: is it a boy. no. two: is it a girl. yes. three: is she hot?
::wild laughter from caddie on her bike::
caddie: so what did you say?
me: well i used to think so...
caddie: oooh. harsh.
(later responses to this i have come up with: (1) you're not hot...you're damn sexy. (2) would you be happier if i still fancied you? (3) well what else was i supposed to say?)

(subject change) ::laughing:: coincidences, caddie. ::wiggles eyebrows:: rrrow.

toni! ::chants in latin:: i like to eat english muffins with nutella for breakfast every morning...

and you gotta love those ancient roman computers.

trilling: goths...do they still have those?...if they were doing it right they'd have pointy hair.

thompson, on the knight in the canterbury tales: he's setting himself up as a kind of odysseus.

naughty monks...and choir boys. rrrow.

cece: at the end of our chant we should hit ourselves on the head with books...like in monty python. except...has ms. pietrzyk seen monty python? i don't want to offend her...

i guess i'm back. i don't know. i just really need to write and talk and...i don't know.

i just got back from the best thirty-six hours of my life and suddenly life sucks again. from 9:45 am yesterday to 9 pm today i was at toni's house at this hugeass sleepover/movie marathon and it was so great because for that time my problems didn't exist. i wasn't emotionally screwed up, i didn't have family problems or a sister...

oh hell. this is hard.

i got to toni's and then we went to costco which was really wierd because everything comes n huge quatities and we just had to get the checker who thought we were a couple of morons because i dropped mom's costco card and we tried to buy ONE six-pack of bagels when they only sell them by the dozen (even though they're packaged in sixes. don't ask me.) and we tried to buy one sik=pack of seven-up which it turn out is only sold by the CASE even though there isn't sa single sign saying that (the checker tried to persuade us there were). trust us. we looked. but we finally got out of there alive.

and we went back to toni's house to find that her mom had gone to the vet's with the puppy and hadn't left the back door unlocked like she said she would so toni tried every window and every door and finally got my dad to pry open the kitchen window and went in then let me in with the groceries. broke into her own housed. then we went online and found the video store and dad took us there and rented us eight movies (in addition to two paper bags full that i brought and four that carey said she'd bring on sunday).

then we went back to toni's with them and her mom STILL wasn't home so we broke open the three pound twelve ounce bag of nestle tollhouse semi-sweet chocolate chips and started eating them while we looked through the movies and tamar called and pointed out that i we arte the whole bag we'd gain a LOT more than 3 punds twelve ounces. you just had to rain on our picnic, didn't you? (JOKING)

and we went and got toni's hair cut and it's all cool and we were going to dye our hair later, turquoise for toni and really dark blue for me. i sat at the hair place on the black velvet couch with the leopard print little pillows and watched while this guy named bob with an earring in his left ear cut toni's hair and showed her the right gel to use for spiking the back.

then we went to megabooks in palo alto and found used copies of a bunch of the novels for toni so she can return the ones she bught at the bookstore and save a lot of money. i love megabooks. it's such a wonderful bookstore with the wonderful collection of plays upstairs and i just adore that whole section of university. with borders and megabooks and kan zeman and zao and pizza my heart and the stanford theatre and the poster shop right off it on waverly and the university coffee cafe and the bikestation and the train station. i could live right there and have everything i need.

fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck. i want to write down everything else while i still remember all the details but i can't. i am incapable of writing more than this. i just...burnt out. to be continued when i get up tomorrow.

i hate my sister.

i'm bored so it's quizzy time.

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Ameoba boy 1 (11:23 PM): hey you didnt answe rthe door
ScienceFiction42 (11:24 PM): ack. sorry. i though i could hear the doorbell from my parents' room but i guess not.
Ameoba boy 1 (11:24 PM): i knocked a whole shit load then rung the bell
Ameoba boy 1 (11:24 PM): but i knew you were there cuz i ran into tara like irght by your drive way
ScienceFiction42 (11:24 PM): ohhhh i feel really bad
Ameoba boy 1 (11:24 PM): but i didnt wanna wake anyone up since it wa slike 9ish
ScienceFiction42 (11:25 PM): we were all awake.
Ameoba boy 1 (11:25 PM): lol
Ameoba boy 1 (11:25 PM):
i was all sad i wanted to see you
ScienceFiction42 (11:25 PM): yeah, i wanted to see you too.
Ameoba boy 1 (11:25 PM): :-D
Ameoba boy 1 (11:25 PM): whatcha doin tommorrow before 4?
ScienceFiction42 (11:25 PM): *laugh*
ScienceFiction42 (11:26 PM): ummm...being in santa cruz
Ameoba boy 1 (11:26 PM): ahhhhhhh damned
ScienceFiction42 (11:27 PM): why?
Ameoba boy 1 (11:27 PM): well since i didnt get to see you today "HAPPY BIRTHDAY"
ScienceFiction42 (11:27 PM): thank you
ScienceFiction42 (11:27 PM): wow i feel so guilty
Ameoba boy 1 (11:27 PM): DONT its okay not your fault
ScienceFiction42 (11:28 PM): only it is because i didn't hear the door.
Ameoba boy 1 (11:28 PM): no its not....you cant blame yourself for having human limitations
ScienceFiction42 (11:28 PM): no, i'm superhuman, remember?
Ameoba boy 1 (11:28 PM): heh :-D yeah but looks arent everything
Ameoba boy 1 (11:29 PM): lucky for you if they were :-D
ScienceFiction42 (11:29 PM): *hits self on head*
Ameoba boy 1 (11:29 PM): ::runs and hides::
ScienceFiction42 (11:29 PM): *hit's you on head* why beat up myself when i can beat up you?
Ameoba boy 1 (11:30 PM): cuz I like it
Ameoba boy 1 (11:30 PM): :-P
ScienceFiction42 (11:30 PM): what, my beating up myself? or you?
Ameoba boy 1 (11:31 PM): me baby...o yeah :-P
Ameoba boy 1 (11:31 PM): ((not really))
ScienceFiction42 (11:31 PM): 'i ache for thhe touch of your lips, dear...'
ScienceFiction42 (11:31 PM): (yeah, i know)
Ameoba boy 1 (11:31 PM): but much more for the touch of your whips dear
ScienceFiction42 (11:31 PM): you can raise welt like nobody else
Ameoba boy 1 (11:32 PM): as we dance to teh masochism tango
ScienceFiction42 (11:32 PM): let our love be a flame not an ember
Ameoba boy 1 (11:32 PM): say its me that you want to dismember
Ameoba boy 1 (11:32 PM): (i think)
ScienceFiction42 (11:32 PM): (it is)
Ameoba boy 1 (11:32 PM): (Yeah!)
ScienceFiction42 (11:32 PM): blacken my eye, set fire to my tie
Ameoba boy 1 (11:33 PM): as we dance to the masochism tango
Ameoba boy 1 (11:33 PM): (i hope)
ScienceFiction42 (11:33 PM): (yep)
Ameoba boy 1 (11:33 PM): ((i am so awesome))
ScienceFiction42 (11:34 PM): (hah)
ScienceFiction42 (11:34 PM): at your command, before you here i stand
Ameoba boy 1 (11:34 PM): ((lol...thx))
Ameoba boy 1 (11:34 PM): your heart is in my hand
Ameoba boy 1 (11:34 PM): eggg
ScienceFiction42 (11:34 PM): it's here that i must be
Ameoba boy 1 (11:35 PM): my heart entreats (or something like that)
ScienceFiction42 (11:35 PM): (correct)
Ameoba boy 1 (11:35 PM): (yeah go me)
ScienceFiction42 (11:35 PM): just hear those savage beats
Ameoba boy 1 (11:36 PM): ((fuck im gone ::cries:
) and come and trample me?
ScienceFiction42 (11:37 PM): (but before that
so go put on your cleats
ScienceFiction42 (11:37 PM): (damn smiley)
Ameoba boy 1 (11:37 PM): ((thats it...damned...i know ::slays the emoticon:: ))
ScienceFiction42 (11:38 PM): (::laugh:: it deserved it)
ScienceFiction42 (11:38 PM): your heart is hard as stone or mahogany
Ameoba boy 1 (11:38 PM): thats why im in such exsquisite agony
Ameoba boy 1 (11:39 PM): ((or umthin like that))
ScienceFiction42 (11:39 PM): (you are absolutely correct)
ScienceFiction42 (11:39 PM): my soul is on fire
Ameoba boy 1 (11:39 PM): its aflame of desire
ScienceFiction42 (11:39 PM): which is why i perspire when we tango
Ameoba boy 1 (11:40 PM): oh ummm ummmm...ummm...
ScienceFiction42 (11:40 PM): (shall i?)
ScienceFiction42 (11:40 PM): (continue, i mean)
ScienceFiction42 (11:42 PM): (::poke:

Ameoba boy 1 (11:42 PM): ((shall please))
ScienceFiction42 (11:42 PM): (damn smiley)
Ameoba boy 1 (11:42 PM): ((::poked...likes it:
)
ScienceFiction42 (11:42 PM): you caught my nose in your left castanet, love
ScienceFiction42 (11:43 PM): (::ignores dyer:

Ameoba boy 1 (11:43 PM): (
)
ScienceFiction42 (11:43 PM): i can feel the pain yet, love
ScienceFiction42 (11:43 PM): every time i hear drums
ScienceFiction42 (11:43 PM): and i envy the rose
Ameoba boy 1 (11:43 PM): ((i was forwning at your comment not that i couldny remember))
ScienceFiction42 (11:43 PM): that you held in your teeth, love
Ameoba boy 1 (11:43 PM): ((lyric hig))
Ameoba boy 1 (11:43 PM): hog*
Ameoba boy 1 (11:44 PM): ::cries::
ScienceFiction42 (11:44 PM): (well you asked me to continue)
ScienceFiction42 (11:44 PM): ::hugs::
Ameoba boy 1 (11:44 PM): ((yes next line))
Ameoba boy 1 (11:44 PM): YAY ::hugged::
Ameoba boy 1 (11:44 PM): i have a question
ScienceFiction42 (11:44 PM): yes?
Ameoba boy 1 (11:45 PM): Tara said youd had a boyfriend an dyet i was tsill teh first guy to tell you you were beautiful?
ScienceFiction42 (11:45 PM): no, to use the word hot to describe me
Ameoba boy 1 (11:45 PM): oh hot
Ameoba boy 1 (11:45 PM): well it definately fits
ScienceFiction42 (11:45 PM): my ex-boytoy told me i looked nice in my formal dress
ScienceFiction42 (11:45 PM): that's it
ScienceFiction42 (11:45 PM): ::laugh::thanks, but i beg to difer
Ameoba boy 1 (11:45 PM): lol how sweet..*cough* ass **Cough*
Ameoba boy 1 (11:46 PM): Sorry you are vastly outnumbered
Ameoba boy 1 (11:46 PM): :-D
ScienceFiction42 (11:46 PM): argh you guys
Ameoba boy 1 (11:46 PM): not only guys :-D
ScienceFiction42 (11:46 PM): one of my acting friends as taken to calling me Beautiful
ScienceFiction42 (11:46 PM): yeah i know
Ameoba boy 1 (11:46 PM): hey you are
ScienceFiction42 (11:46 PM): girls too
ScienceFiction42 (11:46 PM): pfff
Ameoba boy 1 (11:46 PM): yep

ScienceFiction42 (11:47 PM): you are a silly little boy
Ameoba boy 1 (11:47 PM): better then id say 90% out there...and troy agrees...as does teh other two in my head...
ScienceFiction42 (11:47 PM): you're delusional
Ameoba boy 1 (11:47 PM): nope
ScienceFiction42 (11:47 PM): yes
Ameoba boy 1 (11:47 PM): The person in my head tell sme im not
Ameoba boy 1 (11:47 PM): :-P
ScienceFiction42 (11:47 PM): ::smile::
Ameoba boy 1 (11:48 PM): well you know what... you were able to accomplish more then most could :-P
ScienceFiction42 (11:48 PM): how so?
Ameoba boy 1 (11:49 PM): ::smiles::
ScienceFiction42 (11:49 PM): uh oh.
Ameoba boy 1 (11:49 PM): lol
ScienceFiction42 (11:49 PM): ::worried::
Ameoba boy 1 (11:50 PM): nah dont be
ScienceFiction42 (11:50 PM): explain yourself and i won't be
Ameoba boy 1 (11:50 PM): just i wasnt prepared to fight the inner maleness when i met you...and it kinda was the first really male things id done in a long time...
Ameoba boy 1 (11:50 PM): lol
ScienceFiction42 (11:50 PM): foolish
Ameoba boy 1 (11:50 PM): i pretty much had to remind myself that tara wa sthere...
Ameoba boy 1 (11:51 PM): yeah
Ameoba boy 1 (11:51 PM): i agree
Ameoba boy 1 (11:51 PM): lol
Ameoba boy 1 (11:51 PM): but noproblem anymore
Ameoba boy 1 (11:51 PM): just wasnt expected
ScienceFiction42 (11:51 PM): wow
ScienceFiction42 (11:51 PM): that amuses me
Ameoba boy 1 (11:51 PM): ROFLMAO
Ameoba boy 1 (11:52 PM): well im glad i could provide you with entertainment
ScienceFiction42 (11:53 PM): oh, everybody does.
Ameoba boy 1 (11:53 PM): thats good
ScienceFiction42 (11:53 PM): you are but one of many
Ameoba boy 1 (11:53 PM):
isnt special
ScienceFiction42 (11:55 PM): oh but you are
Ameoba boy 1 (11:55 PM): how so?
ScienceFiction42 (11:55 PM): everyone amuses me in different ways
Ameoba boy 1 (11:55 PM): lol
Ameoba boy 1 (11:55 PM): :-D ::special::
ScienceFiction42 (11:55 PM): damn, shouldn't have said that
Ameoba boy 1 (11:55 PM): but was ignored...heh...bused all the way out there...just to see you....
ScienceFiction42 (11:56 PM): ::pke:: stop making me feel guilty
ScienceFiction42 (11:56 PM): *poke
Ameoba boy 1 (11:56 PM): ::huggles:: im kidding its as much my fault cuz i wa slate
ScienceFiction42 (11:57 PM): good
Ameoba boy 1 (11:57 PM): lol
Ameoba boy 1 (11:58 PM): glad im taking the blame?
ScienceFiction42 (11:58 PM): not really cuz it's not your fault
Ameoba boy 1 (11:59 PM): lol its as much mine as yours
ScienceFiction42 (11:59 PM): whatever.
ScienceFiction42 (11:59 PM): hey, i gotta go sleep
ScienceFiction42 (11:59 PM): g'night
Ameoba boy 1 (11:59 PM): night beautiful
ScienceFiction42 (11:59 PM): shaddup
Ameoba boy 1 (12:00 AM):

Ameoba boy 1 (12:00 AM): lol, sleep well iris
ScienceFiction42 (12:00 AM): happy fourth of july
ScienceFiction42 (12:00 AM): htankis
Ameoba boy 1 (12:00 AM): you too
ScienceFiction42 (12:00 AM): *thanks
ScienceFiction42 (12:00 AM): wow i can't type
ScienceFiction42 (12:00 AM): good night
Ameoba boy 1 (12:00 AM): lol it sokay.its cute
Ameoba boy 1 (12:00 AM): :-D
ScienceFiction42 (12:00 AM): hey at least i can put me spaces in the right places
ScienceFiction42 (12:00 AM): *my
Ameoba boy 1 (12:00 AM): lol
Ameoba boy 1 (12:01 AM): yeah but i never can so it sokay
ScienceFiction42 (12:01 AM): ::laugh::
Ameoba boy 1 (12:01 AM): :-D
ScienceFiction42 (12:01 AM): I AM GOING TO SLEEP. STOP TALKING!
Ameoba boy 1 (12:01 AM): when you gonna be home?
Ameoba boy 1 (12:01 AM): lol
Ameoba boy 1 (12:01 AM): dont leav eme!
ScienceFiction42 (12:01 AM): late. between 7 and 9
ScienceFiction42 (12:01 AM): i have to
Ameoba boy 1 (12:01 AM): ill talk to you laters then
ScienceFiction42 (12:01 AM): sorry hun
Ameoba boy 1 (12:01 AM): okies...night hunny
ScienceFiction42 (12:01 AM): yeah

PARTY TIME! EVERYBODY COME! MY HOUSE, TOMORROW, 11 AM TILL 6 PM.BRING OTHER PEOPLE I KNOW. RSVP BY NINE AM TOMORROW OR BRING FOOD. SEE YOU ALL THERE. *BOING*

life is tough. my sister is driving me up the wall, this house is cleaner than it's been in years but is STILL a pigsty, and my pen's running out. that last one sounds like a really petty little thing but it pisses me off. it's my cool bronzy-goldy gel pen that i've been using a lot lately but now it's almost out of ink. noooooooo. *pokes carey* you know what pen i'm talking about, right?

i finished my second paper journal in seven months a few days ago, that was...amazing. i've never been able to keep a journal of any kind going before and now i fill volumes of paper AND keep an online journal...it's just mind-boggling how much i write now. inspiration, unfortunately, has left me again when it comes to creative writing. i have written a sum total of zero since school ended. if i ever met my muses...they'd be sorry they were ever born. damn fair-weather muses. only come out when they FEEL like it.

*bouncy* in a week i'll be fifteen. in a week i'll be fifteen. in a week i'll be fifteen. in a week i'll be fifteen. that's enough of that. my sister bought me little plastic castle for my birthday. that makes me happy. due to the idiocy of amazon it isn't going to arrive until AFTER the second (my birthday), but whatever. at least it's on it's way.

walking back down my street after catching the bus home from ballet i completely randomly started singing 'as is' and 'untouchable face'. *boing*.

boingy coincidences on im. *laughs*.

*pokes all the people out there* call me. you all have my number. i'm going craaaazy out here.