06 December 1999
on the page...
:: nothing ::
...i
have books on hold at work... and they're all lined up at
home waiting to be read, but as I write this, I'm really
reading
:: nothing ::
in my cd player...
Yesterday was tree trimming with 98°'s Christmas
album... I told Erika it reminded me of being in choir
with Jeff...
rastafari santa...
my favorite part about trimming my tree is digging out
all of my favorite ornaments that I forget about from
year to year... like the rastafari santa that I made in
when I was in Brownies, out of an old can pull top and
red and white yarn... my mom loves him, too... when I
told her about hanging him on the tree yesterday, she
asked if I needed more jello to keep his dreds intact...
my mom knows about random things...
'tis the season...
Todd's car was broken into in NYC this
weekend, in a neighborhood that I often park in when I
visit Melanie. They stole all of his clothes and his
shoes that he was stapling together to keep them
functional. I asked if they stole the grill that was
still in his car from Erika and Jeanne's BBQ three months
ago... but no such luck.
in my comment field...
"5. Even if something isn't butter,
sometimes we can't believe it's not butter."
David Letterman: Top Ten Things People in the Year 3000
Should Know About Us.
john malkovich...
Julia and I are finally seeing the film that LA Michael
claims is the "weirdest movie I've ever
seen"... I'm anxious to evaluate Todd's theory that
John Malkovich talks like he has marbles in his mouth...
make your own maki...
Erika is teaching me and Jeanne how to make maki sushi...
I can't think of a better skill set to have...