How I Spent My Summer Vacation
Sep. 1st, 2001 10:54 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
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Yesterday I crashed and burned at 11pm. I had gotten up at 4am (on 2 hours sleep) to get to the airport and all that. So after dinner and black and tans (mmm) with Laurie and Donna, I declined their offer to go to the club. I could hardly stand at 10, I was falling asleep on my feet. I never would have made it until 2. As it was, I only made it to 11. I felt like my grandfather - I was sitting in front of the television with my grandmother falling asleep.
I was going to read a little before I went to sleep, because I want to read all the books I said I would on my break, but I got too sleepy. I read 10 pages of Stardust. Which reminds me - on the plane, I finally finished American Gods. What a beautiful story, and from Neil, I would expect nothing else. So last night I picked up Stardust and looked at the autograph and little doodle that Kristofer got for me and just smiled and smiled.
I only lied awake and thought for about 20 minutes last night, which is a new record for me (except when I was depressed in Maine). I was too tired, even though there were things I wanted to think about - most importantly, this awkwardness that currently exists between my two closest friends. Who live near each other. Who should, in a perfect world, get along great because they are both amazing people who seem to have quite a bit in common - except for the way they deal with people. Phooey. I just want them to get along /so/ badly. It's probably pathetic. But I do. I'm a Libra, dammit!
Today, my daddy has decided that he wants to teach me to drive a manual transmission car. I did it once. When I was 16. Know this, dear readers - my dad is not a good teacher. He gets irritated. He gets angry. He gave me panic attacks when I had my learner's permit (and then I just had mom teach me). We shout at each other. Oh, this will be fun. But tonight, we're going to the drive-in. YAY! I love the drive-in. And the two movies I wanted to see (The Others and Jay & Silent Bob) are playing back to back. Fate smiled on me.
My stomach is still revolting. I thought it was because I was tired, or because what I ate for dinner last night didn't agree with me, but no. It's morning, and I ate good tummy-settling things for breakfast (toast and a peach) and I'm still feeling owwie in the tummy. Yuck. I probably picked up more germs from the kids at work or something.
I added friends:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
binkiegirl and dietbubba. Hooray! One lives here, and one is moving here very soon. I haven't seen 'bink since shoot, 1996? Who knows?
Time to shower and go for a walk before Hell, I mean Dad's Driving School.
Yesterday I crashed and burned at 11pm. I had gotten up at 4am (on 2 hours sleep) to get to the airport and all that. So after dinner and black and tans (mmm) with Laurie and Donna, I declined their offer to go to the club. I could hardly stand at 10, I was falling asleep on my feet. I never would have made it until 2. As it was, I only made it to 11. I felt like my grandfather - I was sitting in front of the television with my grandmother falling asleep.
I was going to read a little before I went to sleep, because I want to read all the books I said I would on my break, but I got too sleepy. I read 10 pages of Stardust. Which reminds me - on the plane, I finally finished American Gods. What a beautiful story, and from Neil, I would expect nothing else. So last night I picked up Stardust and looked at the autograph and little doodle that Kristofer got for me and just smiled and smiled.
I only lied awake and thought for about 20 minutes last night, which is a new record for me (except when I was depressed in Maine). I was too tired, even though there were things I wanted to think about - most importantly, this awkwardness that currently exists between my two closest friends. Who live near each other. Who should, in a perfect world, get along great because they are both amazing people who seem to have quite a bit in common - except for the way they deal with people. Phooey. I just want them to get along /so/ badly. It's probably pathetic. But I do. I'm a Libra, dammit!
Today, my daddy has decided that he wants to teach me to drive a manual transmission car. I did it once. When I was 16. Know this, dear readers - my dad is not a good teacher. He gets irritated. He gets angry. He gave me panic attacks when I had my learner's permit (and then I just had mom teach me). We shout at each other. Oh, this will be fun. But tonight, we're going to the drive-in. YAY! I love the drive-in. And the two movies I wanted to see (The Others and Jay & Silent Bob) are playing back to back. Fate smiled on me.
My stomach is still revolting. I thought it was because I was tired, or because what I ate for dinner last night didn't agree with me, but no. It's morning, and I ate good tummy-settling things for breakfast (toast and a peach) and I'm still feeling owwie in the tummy. Yuck. I probably picked up more germs from the kids at work or something.
I added friends:
binkiegirl and dietbubba. Hooray! One lives here, and one is moving here very soon. I haven't seen 'bink since shoot, 1996? Who knows?Time to shower and go for a walk before Hell, I mean Dad's Driving School.
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Mr. Fortado
Date: 2001-09-01 05:25 pm (UTC)And creepy.
Partial to the cheerleader type, he'd take them out for LONG drives, staring at their chests. Eeew.
Luckily, I learned from my mom, who, while a drama queen didn't give me TOO much baggage. Oh! And I learned on a stick. REAL women drive Standards. Remember that.;)
Re: Mr. Fortado
Date: 2001-09-01 07:56 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2001-09-01 08:34 pm (UTC)Wait, is that right? I'm sure SOME of you would say I drive like it (Jode).
I don't drive badly. Just fast.
Remember, kids. Real life driving is JUST LIKE Ridge Racer for the Playstation! Complete with extra lives and bouncing off rails!
Re:
Date: 2001-09-01 09:00 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2001-09-01 09:17 pm (UTC)And you can drive and eat chocolate cream pie at the same time. WHAT A DEAL!!
no subject
Date: 2001-09-01 09:45 pm (UTC)To be honest, I don't think I've gone faster than 95mph in over 2 years. I'm getting old.
Chocolate Cream Pie
Date: 2001-09-01 10:03 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2001-09-01 09:28 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2001-09-01 09:40 pm (UTC)What do girls kiss like, anyway?
no subject
Date: 2001-09-01 10:05 pm (UTC)I would imagine that the person who told that to you meant 'passive,' or 'gentle,' or something like that. Which is stereotypical and sexist, indicative of society's opinion of women in general, and not about how they kiss at all. Ew.
You kiss like a tk. And girls kiss like, umm... good. Yeah.
no subject
Date: 2001-09-01 10:20 pm (UTC)Don't even.
Date: 2001-09-02 05:45 pm (UTC)I rather liked kissing you, you know.
Re: Mr. Fortado
Date: 2001-09-01 09:26 pm (UTC)do medrive standards. I will keep that in mind.Re: Mr. Fortado
Date: 2001-09-03 09:20 pm (UTC)I didn't think you were into being done standard.Re: Mr. Fortado
Date: 2001-09-04 06:58 pm (UTC)I certainly like to be done manually!Re: Mr. Fortado
Date: 2001-09-05 12:33 am (UTC)And doubly when she uses good clutch technique?
Hee. And I have always been partial to four-on-the-floor myself.
Re: Mr. Fortado
Date: 2001-09-05 08:22 am (UTC)She can get my motor running anytime.no subject
Date: 2001-09-02 05:26 pm (UTC)Coach Lovett taught drivers ed and was the football coach. His teaching style said a lot for why our football team did so poorly. :) His catch phrase was, "You need to slow your car down."
Now, I also got supplemental instruction from my dad before I got my license. Before I got mine (and before my sister got hers), we could drive a standard, take off in said standard on a hill, back around obstacles, and change a tire.