<Mountainous Heathen!>

on a tuesday at that

the poem on today's writers' almanac is by emerson. monday's was good. it was about americans.

on sunday, i went with nikolai and kevin to buy a cello from this lady. she was a nasty old woman in a really nice house. very curt. very nice house. nikolai's taking up the cello again after eight years of being without. it was apparently the two cello concertos at SF symphony that did it for him. jenny "negotiated" over the phone, but the lady went so low ($250--along with a guitar at hand), that really, there was no need at the time of the buy. which was good luck since none of us were prepared to haggle.

i am supposed to make a bowl for pedersen that has his favorite reaction on it. but i haven't decided what it should be yet. time's running out. so i should get to it.

there's this kid in my chemistry class. his name is sina. he's got hair just like me. it's strange. i don't think i can ever get to know someone else named sina.

you know, my journal cover is too busy. it's not...postmodern enough for my blood. it's too 1900 and not enough dada.
speaking of which, my dad told me to go see bunel movies in the media resource center. i think i should go check check check it out. phantom of liberty. some day soon.

oh,
and the day i became a woman. that's a must too.

goodday.

mountainous heathen!
holly girl jennyman cyrus boyk sina boy robert reich honey jaan Prufrock If Afraid So Today's poem		~ Tuesday, April 19, 2005 on a tuesday at that the poem on today's writers' almanac is by emerson. monday's was good. it was about americans. on sunday, i went with nikolai and kevin to buy a cello from this lady. she was a nasty old woman in a really nice house. very curt. very nice house. nikolai's taking up the cello again after eight years of being without. it was apparently the two cello concertos at SF symphony that did it for him. jenny "negotiated" over the phone, but the lady went so low ($250--along with a guitar at hand), that really, there was no need at the time of the buy. which was good luck since none of us were prepared to haggle. i am supposed to make a bowl for pedersen that has his favorite reaction on it. but i haven't decided what it should be yet. time's running out. so i should get to it. there's this kid in my chemistry class. his name is sina. he's got hair just like me. it's strange. i don't think i can ever get to know someone else named sina. you know, my journal cover is too busy. it's not...postmodern enough for my blood. it's too 1900 and not enough dada. speaking of which, my dad told me to go see bunel movies in the media resource center. i think i should go check check check it out. phantom of liberty. some day soon. oh, and the day i became a woman. that's a must too. goodday. posted by ...me at 10:47 PM