La Vie En Rose for 2003 September 20

Sat Sep 20 2003 00:01: Another exciting night in LA. I wish Tonks were here so at least I'd have some company.

But I want to ask, what's with the pirates? It's talk like a pirate day, and I've been invited to a pirate party (which I orginally misheard as "private party", needless to say I was confused when asked if I had any "private clothes"). It is all because of Pirates of the Carribean? But most guys I know have always had a thing for pirates. I remember how Chuck wanted so badly to be a chaperone at "Treasure Island" our Senior Prom, so he could dress up as a Pirate. Someone, please explain. Or not, that's fine, too. It's not really that important.

My mom emailed and offered to buy me a new chair. Really, though, it's not that bad. I think I really am just neurotic. Maybe I should look online to see if they're doing neuroticosity research, so maybe I can voluteer and get diagnosed and recieve up to 10 months free treatment*.

It occurs to me that most people don't derive the same amount of inspiration from fiction that I do. It's like on "You've Got Mail", how Meg Ryan says "Everything I see reminds me of something I read in a book, when shouldn't it be the other way around?" or something. But that's not really true. A lot of things remind me of London.

*Inspired by a flyer seen in the gym piddly diddly department. Obviously not really about neuroticosity.

Sat Sep 20 2003 00:04: I think I'll have a smoothie, and freeze my tofu.

Sat Sep 20 2003 12:53: People talk a lot about finacial freedom. Or do they? I wouldn't know because I don't live in the real world. Anyhow, it's in a Savage Garden song.

Well, it's really quite easy when you live in a non-consumer society of one. How do you do that? Simply, don't buy anything. Ever. Except perhaps food, because otherwise you'd starve. And gas, to go visit your mommy.

This is my quarter survival plan. It should be easy enough, provided I don't leave the apt except to go to the gym. And class, once it starts. And work, if I get my job. And to visit my mommy and go grocery shopping.

It'd better go check on my frozen (?) tofu now, because I get eye strain if I'm at the computer for too long with out my glasses on. I've got revitalizing mask on instead.

Sat Sep 20 2003 13:02: Erlack... the tofu is yellow. I don't know about frozen, yellow tofu.

Not only that, the frezer is so dirty the simple act of picking up my ziplock bag of frozen tofu got my hands all sticky and I had to wash them. I hope cooperative kitchen cleaning day comes soon. The problem with that, though, is that I, unlike any of my roommates, actually live here.

Sat Sep 20 2003 19:25 Not Otherwise Occupied::::: After watching my fish cuddle for an extensive period of time, I have given this a good deal of thought and have come up with the logic behind the conclusion: Reasons why Harry and Ginny (of the Harry Potter set) are made--quite literally, as they are literary characters--for one another:

1. Because I say.

2. It is obviously going to happen, whether you like it or not.

3. Two words: Lucky you. (Meaning there is no one else for Harry.)

4. Two more words: Furtive glance. (Meaning there is no one else for Ginny.)

For a more comprehensive list of reasons, please see the following books: Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix.

It occurs to me that I might be just a little on the mad side(not upset, crazy). But that's ok, because if I'm on the mad side, then Georgia Nicholson is completely bonkers. And she has a Sex God for a boyfriend.

She, however, is a literary character, whereas I, unfortunatly, am not.