Isn't it funny how, when your horoscope says something you like, it's just right on, but if it doesn't, you say, "I don't really believe in all that stuff anyway." Well, I do. Oh, speaking of this, our Christmas Eve church service message was about common misconceptions about the nativity scene. Did you know that the "wise men" were really the equivalent of modern-day astrologers? Who knew? Well, now you know.
I forgot to mention that the bearded lady has returned to her post as my official meat slicer in the local Krog. She had a short hiatus for a while, as she was doing a stint as a parking attendant down on the Levee (this place is my new obsession, in case you can't tell). Mom had refused to believe me, that a woman with sideburns, a moustache, and greasy hair with black roots could be the deli girl, since she's only around when I go to Krog. When my mom goes, she gets some cute, flirty guy. But, maybe my little deli girl had to work two jobs for a reason - today her roots were done (although her hair is still greasy). Not that I am the foremost authority on hair or any such, but there are just some people that, when I see them, I think, "Man, if I just had a pair of scissors, some shampoo, and a deep conditioner I could do so much for you." I used to want to be a hairdresser.
To waste time, besides watching the same 4 dvds the 'rents own over and over again, I've been playing online like crazy. Here's a question: What's up with people who get online, are on for like 2 seconds and then sign off? You think I don't know what's going on? I know that you are only checking to see who's on to see if you want to talk to them! Well, I don't want to talk to you either.
Also, I was reading the archives of the unsent letter diary page, and I feel that there is way too much unrequited love going on right now. Not that it's anyone's fault - I feel really sorry for some of those people. You wouldn't believe how deeply they are feeling things.
So on to happier things: Today they were playing Ace of Base's "The Sign" on the local radio station. Now that brings back some memories. The other night I was watching VH1, and I saw New Kids on the Block singing "Funky, funky Christmas." Man, does anyone else remember that song? I always thought that whole verse about Santa "burning his butt" in the fireplace was the funniest thing ever. But I was also 9 or 10. That was back in the days when I thought Weird Al was a genius. (BTW, I still think he's funny; just not the staple of cd collection, as he once was).
Here's another late-breaking addition from Alyssa: Who would guess it? I have a fan! Someone actually reads my diary regularly (besides Matt, and I'm convinced he only does it cause I know where he lives and he feels obligated, right? haha). No, someone actually wrote to me online a few minutes ago to tell me that he is addicted to my diary. My self-esteem is through the roof, kids! So, thank you, Nathan! You made my day (night?).
NOW I'm out.
My apologies and a farewell??? - 2005-10-20
It should be Friday somewhere. - 2005-10-03
It's Friday again! - 2005-10-01
Amendment to previous entry... - 2005-09-26
Longer than I intended. It's to tide you over for another week. - 2005-09-23