| March 12, 2003 I realized the font I was using was completely user-unfriendly. Sorry friends and foes! I guess I'll have to resort to plain old black and white. Better for the soul, easy on the eyes. Thats more like it. Well well, what an interesting day. First I need to address the wonderful news that is and will be plastered everywhere for the next two weeks. Elizabeth Smart was found..alive! I am shocked, I did not think there was any hope for that little girl. (Actually I guess shes not "little" I think shes fourteen). I continue showing myself how much of a pessimist I am, but I couldn't help but doubt that her captor would keep her alive for all of this time. I am not sure of the statistic but that is pretty rare in kidnappings. Especially girls, it seems. You gotta wonder what that man did to her for all of that time though. Unfortunately I highly doubt her parents will find the same daughter they lost eight months ago. What a nightmare. How do I transition from that into a superficial subject like the one I'm about to start discussing? I went downtown tonight. My parents are at a play so I took it as a good opportunity to do the birthday shopping for my Mom. There were about four different stores I needed to go to, and get this, all of them were closed for freak reasons! At eight o'clock at night they were closed! Thats insane! Eight o'clock is when life begins down here..the streets are full and people are waking up after hybernating with hang overs and sunburns all day long. Man. Guess I'll have to hurry down there tomorrow and do it during the afternoon as it will be my last chance to get her something. I'm usually so efficient when it comes to these things. I should probably note that I'm listening to opera (sp?) right now. I can't believe I don't know how to spell the word opera. I think thats right. The three tenors, in concert, to be precise. Carreras, Domingo and Pavarotti. I ate dinner in a house, about a year ago, of the man who wrote Pavarotti's biogrophy. Now that same house is a musuem. Weird I think. I really liked the house. Understated elegance. Millions of dollars yet not pretentious or overdone. The guy had one of those crazy pianos that plays without a person sitting at it. So back to my misadventures on Duval St. (downtown). You'd think that Spring Breakers were lame frat boys but not at all. I take back anything that I've ever said about the Spring Break crowd. Just because they are in college and want to go on vacation does not in any way mean they're drunken barbarians. I saw more cute guys tonight then I've seen in a long time. Wow. I'm in love with I think thirty people right now. Not really. Just judging by their looks. Lets admit that is what it is all about initially. Unfortunately for that same reason they don't seem to notice me. I was suprised to see part of the street blocked off for a band that was playing. I asked someone who they were and they told me they were from New Orleans. They were alright until at the end of one of their songs they said they wanted to "get the party started and see some tits." I was utterly disgusted and powerwalked the hell out of there. I looked like an angry grandma, clutching my purse and puckering my lips. No, not really. But I did promptly leave the scene. The bass was so intense that I could feel every organ in my body pounding. It was very uncomfortable. I wonder if that is normal to be so sensitive to such a thing. I'm such an old person its odd. We went out to dinner tonight. That was fun. My poor dog has fleas. I've never gone through this..I've never experienced this entire flea thing. It is really terrible too because he sleeps in my bed so naturally I am fearing my own well-being as well as his. One day my parents are going to come in and find us both lying there, covered in the parasites, whispering are last words.. What would our last words be? "Goodbye and thanks for all the fish!" (another reference from the Hitchikers Guide to the Galaxy books.) My dad had fish when we went out for dinner tonight. Fish sticks actually. We talked about the patheticness of calling french fries "freedom fries." I also found out that during WW2 Sour Kraut was called "liberty cabbage" and frankfurters were called "hot dogs" which obviously stuck. Rather than change the name of an American product why not stop buying BMWs? Germany is against us too. Dumb "patriotics." I hate the use of that word, its right up there with "friend" when it comes to mis-use. Somehow if you have an OPINION you're anti American..how is that? To have an opinion, to use freedom of speech...that is the most American thing I can think of! That is the beauty of the country and those who understand that are the true patriots! Just nodding like a dumb sheep to everything "President" Bush says is NOT patriotism. No sir-e-bob! Not in my book. By the way, please don't discount everything I say just because I live in Florida..the state that forgot how to vote. Or, even worse, allowed themselves to be discounted if they voted for Gore. I wanted to get online earlier but geocities.com was having "technical difficulties." I still intend to do this daily but it has already proven an annoyance..in a way, that is. This opera music is kinda..sedating. I had a terrible dream the other night which revolved around various men kidnapping/stalking/trying to kill me. I think the message in that dream is pretty clear. Very unnerving. I'm walking around as though I'm drugged..life is vague and funny right now. In other words I'm going on very little sleep and a lot of nervous, caffeine driven energy. Not too healthy I know. I have to admit that I like this state I'm in everything is funny and enjoyable. I wish I could always be so relaxed. Back |