Monday 6.15.98 0909pHST
REID came back from DISNEYWORLD this past weekend and gave me a babby PLUTO stuffed animal and a Disneyworld keychain with my name engraved on it. He is such a sweetie. Thanks Reid if you're reading. Now sock monkey, Elmo, and Ernie (veer right) have a new friend.
Last night the boy and I went to bed and sang incomplete songs for about an hour. When he was wooing me early in the relationship he would call me on the phone and sing to me. We'd sing cheezy duets together and pass time away on the phone. Last night was like that. But instead of miles between us we sang in bed together being sleepy but not wanting to sleep until we remembered the lyrics to a certain song or rather certain songS(Sad Movies, Hopelessly Devoted were among them). You know you've found someone special when he tolerates your god awful singing voice.
The boy worked early today so I drove to home number one and spent time with the pups. No work for me today. I watched ROBOTECH and the cartoon version of GODZILLA on the Cartoon Network. Very relaxing. I enjoyed the cartoon version of GODZILLA better than the 1998 movie version. I was rather disappoined with Matthew in that flick. I consider his best work to be TORCH SONG TRILOGY, where he plays a gay man who cheats on his lover with his lover's ex-lover. Don't ask...go rent it. It's good.
When dad came home from work I decided I would go shopping agian. And I did. I spent close to 150 dollars on shorts and other summer clothes. I bought these shoes which I named "PROSTITUTE" because they were these 5 inch step-ins that look like the shoes on the billboard for the musical "THE LIFE." Maybe I'll role-play with the boy tonight. He can be my "john" and I'll be his "jane-the-slut". I'll sing that tune from THE LIFE...."it's my body and my business". We haven't made love in almost a week. Periods suck and yesterday it ended. Woo.
My dad asked to borrow twenty bucks today. Gives you a clue to how poor my parents are and the reason for my self-sufficiency. It's depressing. It's the reason I moved out in the first place. I couldn't live under the restraints and their financial problems being MY financial problems. It's unfair. Scraping up a living here at home so they can financially support my YOUNGER sister who's up in Boston. She's always been their favorite. And I know I'm not just imagining it. As a teenageer my dad called me "the ugly daughter". Maybe its better this way. Much better now that I think about it. I feel sorry for them sometimes. But I love them more. They're my parents. So I lent dad the twenty bucks.
The TV is blarring "GOLDBERG GOLDBERG." Wrestling is funny.
I read TRAVIS today. Makes me glad I have a decent job that I enjoy.
I'm going to light the vanilla scented candles Marisa gave me for my birthday and try-on the new clothes I bought for the boy. He wants to see the "PROSTITUTE" shoes. You feeling lucky love?
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