vaneigem's Diaryland Diary
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PALM TREES ARE FROM ASIA
this is just a superficial revelation but
i searched a song my friend nick had posted on his facebook and i got thi s picture of paul mccartney. it is the first day i realized that paul mccartney was pretty hot . puppy eyes really do me in. i also enjoy the love-chumminess. a man who thinks you are the coolest thing on the block. i have had that awhile ago. he was smart.
it is along the lines of my discovery last year of matthew broderick's babe-ness from ferris buellers day off
i just bought a bunch of winea nd im going over to some slavic friend's house with jenny i think. i dont want to go to this guys house but only the green room is what im into. apparently his house is a/c'ed though so im into it.
all i can think about is education and jobs and kids.
i spoke with johnathon today about the position and it looks like ive got it so long as i have my references. melissa just mailed me saying how great i am and that shed be pleased to be a reference so everything is looking on the up. i can really be a camel head sometimes but now im getting on top of tings. tings tings.
i am trying to get jenny to let go of srdj. he is playing her along you wouldnt even believe. men like that are loser schmucks. hes just schmuck. going any further into his personality would give him too much credit. it is hilarious how many people cannot lead responsible loving relationships. it seems it was so easy in our parents' generation to find love and keep love and now it all seems fucking hopeless. i guess that is my perception of things coming from parents who have been together since they were 15. but thats a myth. it's been hopeless since the beginning of time. look at shakespeare. i am reading jane eyre and its filled with schmucks. no matter what time youve always gotta swerve the schmucks. and my earliest memory is my parents talkinga bout divorce. they decided to stay together for the kids (us). my whole life i felt like i was this unfortunate thing that forced and repressed them. but i speak with little emotion. by the time i was old enough to feel that way it was pretty watered down in my memory. (and im convinced they have fallen in love again but who cares about that) .i want to be in one of those true love stories. it takes time to judge which of those you are in. maybe everyone is just getting stupid and more and more complex and annoying. SWERVE THE SCHMUCK
9:32 pm - 05.31.07
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