office squatting
saturday, december 29, 2001
"Oh no, not me
I never lost control
You're face to face
With the man who sold the world"
--(nirvana's mtv unplugged, orig. bowie?)
they were playing nirvana unplugged in the used cd store we went to today. i was so happy to recognize what was playing. now i wish i hadn't--the bit above is looped in my brain. of course, there are worse things to have looped in my brain that kurt cobain's voice. sigh.
i bought throwing muses' limbo and nine inch nails' the downward spiral. considering i love both bands, it's pathetic that i only own one official nin release (the fragile) and none of throwing muses (or kristin hersh, love love love.) instead i have some very kindly donated bootle--hrm, i mean, "imports," and even more kindly homemade cds. shame on me. thank you, thank you, kind people who helped the crime along. hee.
i felt especially ashamed after buying the new madonna greatest hits cd. see, i also have the first greatest hits cd (stolen from a cousin, but still, it's there). that would mean i have three madonna cds (since i also bought music.. three!), yet neglected the artists i really want to support. not that they'll see a dime from my used cd purchases, but, y'know. heh. so. anyways.
i'm safely locked into my newspaper office. yes. it's time for some office squatting. it will be all right. i'm going to go see lord of the rings tomorrow (finally), and then i have a handful of websites to give new clothes, and i've got music and books and things here, and food, it'll be fine. i might get smelly, but, you know, other than that--fine.
the plan is to get to move back into my dorm on thursday. i'll live until thursday (if i can stop typing thirsday. what is with me and the names of the week lately--all i type is thirsday and finday. huh?).. we hope. hee hee. i'd say the odds are on my side.
garrett said something funny today. remember, he's four. we were in a shoe store to find me shoes (my left boot has an open gash! boo!).. and we all know i dread and loathe shoe shopping. i unfortunately turn into a mopey petulant teenager whenever i enter a shoe store (sorry, angela!).. it's to be expected after always having oddly shaped feet. shoe stores--evil.
i have short, but very wide feet, with a high top (if that makes sense--like a wedge shape?) and wobbly wrists. and i hate frilly shoes. or expensive shoes. so shoe shopping.. it's evil. so after i've rejected a dussin shoes, garrett finally announced to the shop: "listen up, everyone, your SHOES are not GOOD enough for this woman!" .. hee! (i like that he blamed them and not me.)
funny, funny boy. as i was playing his gameboy earlier today (i am addicted to bust a move, a puzzle game) he suddenly laughed, leaned into me and said with a laugh: "oh jennie, you are just like me--you love to play gameboy!" .. hee. well, it was cute, okay? i love that i get to know this kid. heh.
but alas, after 12 (TWELVE!) days at angela's house, i'm again roaming the streets. er, or, i would, if the streets weren't dangerous (the campus police never get that i'm a student here, it seems, because they always stop when they see mee and ask me if i know what i'm doing, walking this campus at night. "erm, yes, i live in that dorm over there--i sort of need to get home somehow, you know?" .. one of the things to be expected as a white chick at a historically black university, i guess.), or really, just plain cold.
i'll stick to the office. i've got a couch calling my name. cin cin!�� 11:49 p.m.
