December 6th, 2002

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and my DREAMS last night. there was a horrid multi car pile up, and i was standing in the middle of it.. whereever i turned, there were dead bodies and injured people lying around. i remember seeing a lady passed out on a seat that had been taken from the car, and her eye had been gouged out by a big piece of glass. there were innards everywhere... i ran to get my brother, so he could see it (cuz for some reason, in my dream, i thought it was cool.), but by the time we got back, the sherriff wouldn't let us past the road block, saying it wasn't something we needed to see, because of how horrible it was. i then came to a realization as to what i was trying to expose jessie to, and how dare i? the whole weight of the situation and the horridness of it came crushing down on me..

then i scampered off merrily to do something else (but can't remember what). i had forgotten about the dream, until i heard on a radio about traffic being backed up in tempe for something (rush hour traffic, probably), and then i listened closer, trying to hear more about that accident that was by my house.
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fuckity fuck fuck fuck

I just went to the post office, took an early lunch to help beat the crowd, stood in line for over a half freaking hour, so that i could pick up my mail and pay off my p.o. box fee, which i had spaced off doing.

when they FINALLY called my number, i realized that i had neither my credit card, NOR my i.d. on me.

that was a nice freaking pleasure visit to the post office. LORD freaking knows that nothing else came of it, other than some people watching and some cursory conversation with one creepy guy.

talk about being freaking pissed OFF at yourself.

pardon me, while i break something.
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as for you, Troy Donahue

tee hee hee... talkingpotato and i got to try out our mics on iming, and this is what she wrote about my voice:

"I tested it on aubkabob, who I must say has such a sweet and friendly speaking voice (you could seriously be a radio DJ!)..."

*blush* izzat cuz i have a face only radio could love?!? *slaps knee* anyhoo, hun, i had fun talking to you!

i went to happy hour for a bit tonight, didn't have anything alcoholic to drink, but ate my weight in chinese - AGAIN (thanks, nikkiegirl for the phrase. i'm stealing it. *zoink*), and after doing a horrid rendition of Dido's "here with me" for the host, i sang "Look at Me, I'm Sandra Dee".


i get to... i get to ACT during that song... i get to use my many voices. i get to enunciate like Elvis. i get to belt it out like i'm sharing my soul with the world. i saw many eyes roll when they saw the title pop up on the screen, but afterwards, i had a thunderous applause. i had people come up and give me kudos afterwards throughout the rest of the evening i was there.

and that, my friends, is another reason why i wanna be a rockstar when i grow up.

i just, uh, need to know how to take compliments without blushing and mumbling and avoiding eye contact.
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