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Wednesday, August 4th, 2004
7:55 pm - i have moved.
Ugghh, darnit! I decided to switch to xanga because a lot of youth group friends are using it and it seemed cooler to me, but now that I've set on up at http://www.xanga.com/home.aspx?user=jedimasterbettie, I don't like my color scheme and my first entry's stupid and I feel there are little things I don't like as much as my beloved livejournal. Someone help me! sooo conflicted.

current mood: worried

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Monday, August 2nd, 2004
11:13 pm - sit down. make yourselves at home.
Greetings, earthlings. Soo much has happened lately. I already covered my birthday in umm...detail....so I'll start with the day after. Friday the 30th. Daddy took me shopping for presents in the mall. He got me: dark jeans, high-topped green Converse, three pairs of argaiyle socks. Which was nice of him except for the part at the shoe place where he tried to convice me to get these godawful Doc Martens instead of my Cons and he's like when Sara was your age she just HAD to have these and I'm like Sara was a dork and he's like they're so cool they're so foot-supporting and I'm like I'll never catch a husband in those. Ugh yeeesh. LAME. Anyway he was being sort of weird when Mom met us to pick me up like, "You'll come over for an hour won't you?" and I'm like "yeah" but I never come over for just an hour. Then I go home and put on my PJ's and Mom's like, "You'd better get dressed we're going to Dad's" and I'm like "Yeah, soo, it's only Dad's." "Ummm uhh don't you, uh, want to show him your new clothes?" (I had caught on by now, I was justing testing her.) So I'm like "Nope." Then she switches tactics "Well we're uhh going to the video store first so you'd better get dressed." I know for sure by now so I get dressed, we go to Dad's, and I'm surprised because no cars out front! But then I go inside and Daddy's all weird, "Go upstairs I got you a new book you need to look at!" I open my bedroom door and all my aunts and uncles and cousins spill out, "Surprise!" Oh yeah, I was just oh so surprised. Anyway, the family party was fun. They had all parked next door at Aubrey's which had me thrown off there. I got: $20 from Aunt Tanya and Uncle Kurt, $40 and an "a little drama never hurt anyone" T-shirt like Audrey's from Nancy, and a Saturday Night Live: Best of Will Ferrel" DVD. Yes. Score. Sorry I'm rambling even worse than usual tonight.

Anyway, the next day, Saturday! Mom and I went shopping in Dallas. I wanted to go to some vintage stores in Deep Ellum, but there were so many nice stores with names like "Bondage Gear and Erotic Photography," and nice places advertising "Hookahs," and the streets were so scary and deserted, that we just went to the nearest mall. It was called Town East or something. I purchased a white sailor belt like Julian Casablancas' and a flowy black skirt and a flowy brown skirt with blue line things on it and a matching brown shirt...it's hard to explain but it's all very cute, trust me. IIIIIII

Sunday. Oh now that was so much fun. Sunday school in the early morning started out promising, with almost everyone lining up to give me hugs at the door. I felt..um, loved. I told them the plastic surgery earring story which had Alex and Matt and Hope chasing me around tugging on my earlobes because they thought it was made of plastic grrr!! Plastic surgeon does NOT mean I have a plastic ear! Anyway after church I learned to swing dance it was so much fun! It involves many of my favorite things: twirling, spinning, dipping, boys...yeah. Only I wasn't very good because I didn't get to practice much because there were very few guys and Alex was a MATT-HOGGER! Ah well after than Hope and Alex and Matt and I got a ride to his house and hung out for like a half hour, then walked back to the church for potluck dinner. Matt and Hope and I then went to her house and watched What About Bob?, Matt went home about 10 or so, I stayed the night. In the morning Hope and I participated in many fun activities such as: laying around, watching Breakfast at tiffany's, laying around, talking, eating, sweeping her fort, laying around, looking at her duct tape clothes, etc. It was awesomeful. Oh yeesh I'm sorry for rambling so, people. I simply can't shut up on livejournal. It's like an awful curse. And I'm sure nobody's still reading at this point so I'll shut up now.

current mood: mellow

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Thursday, July 29th, 2004
7:50 pm - my 14th birthday.
As of today I am officially 14 years old, people. Whoa. Man. That is soo much older than 13. I mean really. Think about it. Take time to ponder it in reflective meditation.


Umm so ja well anyway my party thing that wasn't really a party was fun. Mom picked up Audrey and Caitlin on her way home from work and we went straight to my youth group. Matt, Audrey's luv interest, was there as well as his much cuter and svelter cousin Nathan. Nathan. Nathan. Ahh...Nathan...*wakes up from fantasy with a start*huh you'll do WHAT? with WHO? for HOW many cookies?!!?! Uhh yeah so after youth group we went home and ate pizza and chocolate pie and I got $15 from Cait and a $100 Simon gift card thingy from my mommy. Adding up to $195 altogether in birthday dough. Not too shabby, eh? I was immensely looking forward to spending it on a glorious shopping spree in Deep Ellum the next day...but Fate, Life, Hell, whatever you want to call it, had to go and intervene. Bad storming and floods in Dallas. Ughghghghgh. *shakes fist at the heavens* But we'll go to Dallas some other time and today did turn out to be very nice. Before catching the noon showing of The Terminal, we killed time taking pictures in the Tyler Rose Garden and chatted with Ms. Felicity. We got the lowdown on lots of stuff that'll be going on in acting conservatory in August, like, we're doing a really cool non-little-kiddy play called Beggars Opera, and it has a lot of kissing. As in, guys. Kissing guys. For the play. Beggars Opera. Kissing. Guys. Play. Guys. Kissing....umm where was I again I seem to have lost my train of thought...

Oh yeah, the Terminal! It was very lovely, I absolutely adored it. Lunch at Joe's Italian Grill afterwards, where we got served good Italian food by hott Albanian waiters. Life. Is. Good. Then...the mall. We stalked boys, perused clothes, chatted in the bathroom, the usual stuff. I bought:
red fishnet gloves.
white fishnet gloves.
a red and white leather bracelet.
a Pixies T shirt.
Still have $70 on the gift card as well as all my cash, saved for Dallas and California...I am sooo hip. Well anyway after the mall we dropped Audrey and Caitlin off and I returned home to my lonely dwelling. It was an almost perfect birthday except for Mattea's not being here WAAAH!! Umm got to go. If anyone needs to get in touch with me for an emergency of any kind, I'll be surrounded by whisky bottles at the Electric Cowboy, pouring out my woes to a sympathetic bartender.

current mood: happy

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Tuesday, July 27th, 2004
1:01 pm - UGH.
Why do I have to be such a freaking bloody psychopath weirdo in all my relationships with people?

Umm...wait, don't answer that.

Well anyway, I apologize to everyone for exposing you to my incredible loser-ness.

current mood: yucky

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Saturday, July 24th, 2004
5:14 pm - i believe in make believe...or DO i?
Umm, so, today was pretty interesting. We performed our play, I Believe in Make Believe, at 11:30 this morning to mixed reviews. My critical reception was lukewarm. After that I watched Audrey's play Musical Mimes where she waltzed with Hayden and got picked up and carried and spun around and stuff by him. That was cool. Then: lunch at Cheddar's with Cait, Aud, and a bloody lot of people from Aud's STAR that I don't even know. Only Audrey didn't arrive in time to get a seat with me & Cait at the bigger table so I ended up just chilling with a bunch of pervy Jews I don't know from Adam really. (Please nobody interpret this comment as anti-Semitic. Pervy Jews rock. Rock on, Gabe and Deandra.) So that was my day, basically. A day in the life of Bethany J.

Right now the Musical Mimes are swim-partying at the Liebermans', and I and my six nose-pimples are preparing for a relaxed and solitary evening with my lovely book Islands in the Stream. Farewell, all.

NOSE-PIMPLE 1: Farewell!
NOSE-PIMPLE 2: Farewell!
NOSE-PIMPLE 3: Farewell!
NOSE-PIMPLE 4: Farewell!
NOSE-PIMPLE 5: Farewell!
NOSE-PIMPLE 6: Parting is such sweet sorrow.

current mood: amused

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Wednesday, July 21st, 2004
12:46 pm - my love.
Let us go to Paris and see all the arrondissements together.

current mood: optimistic

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Sunday, July 18th, 2004
1:39 pm - luke. i am your father.
Thursday after STAR, Meg White* and Karen O.* and I went to see former president Bill Clinton* in the musical Red Hot & Cole, meeting Julian Casablancas* and Nikolai Fraiture* there. The songs and the costumes were very nice. During the intermission Nikolai gave me what I'm pretty sure was my first ever hug from a boy. Does this make me no longer a prude, but a plaayah? I feel so...violated.

Yesterday Deandra and I both wrote emails of protest to Justin's scoutmaster, on account of our being really into feminism right now. Mine read, Dear Boy Scout Person, I'm a girl who wants to get into the boy scouts. Don't say I can't because I'm a girl; girls can do anything guys can do under the constitution of the United States. And I will take you to court if you try to opress me, deny me my rights or discriminate against me like a sexist pig. Thank you. I believe DD is also writing one on another account as a boy. We are going to set up a meeting with the scoutmaster and pretend to be brothers named Chris and Tom.

Alas, I must go shower now to cleanse myself of impurities. Who knows what disgusting Nikolai germs may yet be lurking on me? Later, babe.

*Footnote: Names have been changed to protect the innocent.

current mood: dirty

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Tuesday, July 13th, 2004
7:38 pm - a woeful warning.
Dear Reader,

If you have not read anything about me, then before you read even one more sentence, you should know this: I am kindhearted and quick-witted, but my life, I am sorry to say, is filled with bad luck and misery. All of my previous entries are unhappy and wretched, and the one you are reading may be the worst of all.

If you haven't got the stomach for an entry that includes insomnia, orthodonists, humidity, inprovisational acting games, small parts, a small actress, AIM, unpleasant and often evil friends named Caitlin, Hayden, and Joanna, and a drama camp called S.T.A.R., then this live journal will probably fill you with despair.

I will continue to record these tragic events, for I am a bored and boring person. You, however, reader, should decide for yourself whether you can possibly endure such a miserable journal. And if I were you, I would promptly follow my advice and pull your computer plug, smash the screen against the wall and run away screaming in terror for your life.

with all due respect,

current mood: melancholy


Saturday, July 10th, 2004
2:21 am - a picture's worth a thousand words.
So here are a few of the most recent from my photo bucket. Enjoy, everyone...all, like, 2 of you. Umm it shouldn't ask the password I don't think but if it does, it's "seymour."

Mattea on the hayride at Fatherheart. http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v259/bethanysays/?action=view¤t=tea.jpg

Me on the hayride at Fatherheart...the lighting of the photo and the pious expression on my face kind of reminds me of Jesus. (No sacrilege intended.) http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v259/bethanysays/?action=view¤t=I_am_God.jpg

My ankle is watching you. http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v259/bethanysays/?action=view¤t=count_olaf.jpg

The blonde drummer at youth group. http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v259/bethanysays/?action=view¤t=drummer_boys.jpg

Audrey and Caitlin at youth group. http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v259/bethanysays/?action=view¤t=audrey_and_caitlin.jpg

Audrey rocks! http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v259/bethanysays/?action=view¤t=audrey_rocks.jpg

12:51 is the time my heart found the words I sought, is it this stage I want... http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v259/bethanysays/?action=view¤t=strokes_strokes_hottt.jpg


Friday, July 9th, 2004
11:50 pm - and now for something completely different..
I have some cool 4th of July pics I want to provide links for if photo bucket EVER starts working again. It's being really slow and cray-zay right now. Arggh. Well, anyway, I didn't talk much about the Fatherheart thing in my last entry..it was fun. Tea and I couldn't swim because the pool was totally full all night, but we participated in other fun pastimes, such as eating snowcones, going on the hayride, taking a tour of the maternity home, chattin with Sharon-O, watching fireworks, looking for Hope, spying on people and making up pasts for them in our special notebooks, etc.

This really cute boy sat next to me on the cooler for a while when I was watching the fireworks show. He totally chatted me up.

Not much has really gone on since. Oh yeah, I saw View From the Top the other day. Sooo good. ("Assess the window!" "It's assess the window! You put the wrong emphasis on the wrong syllable!") Last night Caitlin and I hung out at Audrey's for like an hour and a half to plan the film we're gonna be making with Brooke and Allen and Shay. It's going to be sooo neat if we ever get around to doing it. Brooke has all this awesome editing software.

Today: saw King Arthur with Mattea. I thought it would be so freakin wonderful but it turned out to be, like, the most boring movie of the year. One nonstop, super long war scene. And it wasn't A BIT like the original tales in L'Morte de Arthur. So it goes. Well, we found ways to entertain ourselves. First we killed time arguing over who's hotter, Arthur or Launcelot, and whether the younger boy is a 5.5 or a 7. Then she started poking me so I moved to the row in front and made seductive looks over my shoulder at her, half of which she missed. And I laid down for a nap as the Times Square cinema armrests all can go up. Afterwards..we walked in the hot sun to her grandma's where no one was home. I nearly died. We watched The Simpsons til Mom picked us up. Played putt-putt, where I got super dehydrated and nauseous very suddenly in the middle of the game and had an even closer brush with death. Me life flashed before me eyes. Then we watched A Hard Day's Night which is the best ever..I so must buy it! It's like having a tape of a Beatles concert, except with interjected comic relief. Those boyses are SUCH FRIGGIN HOTTTT MAMAS.

Photo bucket still screwed..pics later, my darlings.

current mood: high

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Tuesday, July 6th, 2004
7:44 pm - silver lining.
Dear Reader,

I can't believe that today is the 6th and Mattea is leaving, forEVAH, on the 10th. I. Can't. Believe. It.

But I've been thinking a lot lately about how much better life is when you decide to have positive outlooks and attitudes and junk about it. So, here is the silver lining I've found. Ahem.If I die of West Nile from all the mosquito bites I got traipsing around Fatherheart with Tea on the 4th, at least I won't have to take, and probably fail, the upcoming placement test to get into ninth grade algebra.

I mean I'm pretty sure they excuse dead people from math. Right?


PS Oh yeah and if I hear ONE - MORE - PERSON start singing Gretchen Wilson's hit song "Redneck Woman," or alluding or referring to people who leave the Christmas lights on their porch all year long, and other abominations to God and disgraces to humanity, in any way, shape, or form, I will shoot their kneecaps out, cut their fingers off one by one, stick pins into their arms, tie them up in barbed wire and send them rolling down a hill of stickerburrs into a pot of boiling water. Remember, JESUS CHRIST DIED TO SAVE YOU FROM YOUR SINS.

current mood: blah

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Wednesday, June 30th, 2004
6:34 pm - the good times are killing me
I'm turning 14 in exactly 30 days. You can come to my party if you want. I guess. If I even have a party. But be sure to print out this invitation and show it to our doorman, Alphonse. Or we release the hounds.

Yeah, yeah, I know, I'm really lame.

Another sleepover Monday. But first we (Mattea, Audrey, Caitlin, Allen, Brooke & I..the whole posse..sorta.. OK what am I saying, I hardly hang out with those last 3 craazies) saw Shrek 2 at Times Square Cinema. The movie was pretty funny. I found out later that I'd missed out on the REAL action, though: Caitlin and Allen making out on the other end of the row. Though I frown on sexual promiscuity in 14 and 15 yr old children, I do gotta say...

Allen. He's so hot right now. Allen.

After the movie all hung out just kinda talking at Aud's. Allen got picked up at like 10 and Brooke too bc she didn't clean her room or sumthing. The rest of us partaayed til about 5 in the morning, which I didn't enjoy as much as usual, as the sleep deprivation made me pretty grouchy. Still, we slept from 5(am) til 11:30 and after that was fun. Pancakes and bacon. Brooke came over. Acting games, necklace making, listening to music. Mommy picked me up on her way home from work. Nothing else that night, except...STUPID AIM DRAMA again and also another story accepted to Potluck. De ja vu.

I still can't figure out how to post pictures here, grrr! So I'll see if linking works and maybe that'll suffice for a while. Here's a really embarrassing one of Mattea. http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v259/bethanysays/?action=view¤t=Sinister.jpg
Oh yes and let's not forget our dear friend Petunia. http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v259/bethanysays/?action=view¤t=petunia.bmp

current mood: hot

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Saturday, June 26th, 2004
5:47 pm - good times, good times
Her nail polish is peeling.
Now her hand isn't sexy.

Umm...things have been pretty fun lately. Wednesday night Mattea, Audrey, & Caitlin slept over. We went to my Garden Valley youth group which was cool but different cuz practically all sixty kids were on the mission trip to Latvia or at camp, so we didn't have worship or a lesson planned or anything. There were about 10 people so the teachers just let us run around killing everyone. My followers & I watched Bonnie and Rebecca and these two boys jam to Coldplay on piano and drums. The drummer boys werent that cute until they started playing and shaking their hair around wildly which made them about twenty times hotter. (Rock instruments have a tendency to do that.)It go so hott in there that it started making us a little lightheaded and we had to step outside for air several times. In fact, I seem to remember fainting once or twice and needing the flaxen-haired drummer's mouth-to-mouth rescuscitation to revive me. ANYWAYS, when we got home we stayed up til 8 in the morning watching Zoolander, having arm/leg/thumb wrestles, having Dr. Pepper floats, rocking out to This Love, taking pictures, finding out if Audrey is ticklish (she is), and talking A LOT. I filmed some of it. When Mom woke up for work we all decided to sleep til Audy's mommy picked us up at 11(am..obviously) and dropped us off at the mall. We tried on prom dresses and followed boys around who looked hott from the back but unfailingly turned out to have ugly pug-faces. Aud's mom picked us up again at 2:30 I think and I crashed at Mattea's until Mom picked me up on her way home from work. Then..hm let's see, yesterday. It was good. I saw Harry Potter again and met Aud, Cait, and Mattea for Tyler's play.

Hm, today. Mom and I went to Wal Mart where I had the sleepover pics developed and bought the new Modest Mouse..or at least I think it's the new one. Good News for People Who Like Bad News. I've also tried to figure out how to put digital pics on here but failed again, which is...depressing.

current mood: curious

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Tuesday, June 22nd, 2004
1:00 am - my feet are hott
Sh-sh-shake it like a Polaroid picture...

I've been with darling Mattea for the last 3 days and it's been fun & pretty busy lately..lessee, what have me done? Saturday we went shopping at the mall where I got new Converse (old ones were too small, but I liked them better 'cause they're good and dirty, waaah) and a Blondie CD for just $5, scooore. Mattea got With the Beatles for a whoppin $20, the po' girl. That evening we caught Tyler Civic Theatre's production of The Little Mermaid..pretty corny, but I am lover(not a fighter) of all plays, so it was enjoyable. Caitlin was stage manager and Audrey was "helping out" (translation: getting in free), and we ate at Mercado's with them afterwards which was the best part I think. Or maybe it was when we didn't go to sleep at all last night. The next morning, Father's Day, Tea and I went to Dad's church with him (still on no sleep, YEAH!!) and went to Barnes & Noble that evening. We bought Tales of Greek Heroes, also $5. Then we saw Around the World in 80 Days at the Movies. It was charming like the book (but very different, of course). However it was hard to follow the plot very well as we kept on falling asleep for 5 minutes and being shaken awake with a start. Slept for the first time in 37 hours that night..it was sweet. Today, not so eventful...just hanging out at home with my dearie and a little tennis at Faulkner Park. She's going to her grandma's first thing in the morning, waaaaaaah, but I'll see her again Wed. at the latest.

I was so high I did not recognize the fire burning in your eyes, the chaos that controlled my mind..

A lot of family trauma lately..Apparently Aiden broke his arm and got lost in the woods for 3 hrs playing hide-and-seek with Erling or something, but they found him and all is A-ok. Also my 90-yr-old great-grandma in New Jersey is dying of bone and brain cancer.I don't really remember her but it's depressing b/c 1) I feel sorry for her of course (2) I won't get a chance to see her again before she dies and she sounds soo lovely from stories and 3) it keeps on making me think of old age and death like you don't normally think about..you know? I dunno, I'm going to stop talking about it now.

This entry is longer, lamer than I originally than I planned. Oh wait, I still need to do....(drum roll)

A List of Hottest Guys, with Commentary by Mattea York
Johnny Depp okay - he's a really good actor (yes, I realize that that doesn't affect his looks, but still) and he's pretty cute in Pirates of the Caribbean, but I don't really like the shape of his face
Owen Wilson very much agree - I loved him in Zoolander! his nose is awwwwesome, and his lips, and his hair...
Colin Firth I don't really know who this is - well, I do, kind of, but I don't remember what he looks like
Daniel Radcliffe okay - sort of disagree - he has his moments
Julian Casablancas DISAGREE. ugh.
Nikolai Fraiture "
Adam Green disagree - I think I saw a picture of him last year, and I didn't like it
in younger days..
Paul McCartney agree - yay, I love Paul, with his baby face and beautiful voice...mmm...
George Harrison agree - I love George, especially after seeing A Hard Day's Night about a million times - the only things I don't really like are his teeth and his eyebrows, and they fit him, and I'm afraid it would actually spoil his look if they were gone - of course it would be spoiled, he wouldn't have any teeth or eyebrows...ht ht
Sharing A Name
Nick Valensi dunno - I have absolutely no idea who this is
Nick Zinner disagree - I just saw him on the cover of a magazine where all of the people were super ugly
Rupert Grint agree sometimes - he has his moments, like Daniel - he grows on you
Rupert Everett disagree - he's gay, and I think I remember him from The Importance of Being Earnest, and I didn't think he was anything special at all
From Real Life
Justin Cloud disagree - ugh - I saw him on the stairs of the church last year at youth group, and he was really ugly, especially his hair
Neal never seen him
Allen "

current mood: weird

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Thursday, June 17th, 2004
9:27 am - Sun, Sand, and Sin: the Bethany Johnsen story
Would anyone like to hear about the crazy adventures that I've been having over the last few days?

"Oh yes, Bethany, we would."

Well, if you insist.

Sunday the 13th
We attended a beautiful service at La Jolla Presbyterian Church. Joel (Sara's mom) got doughnuts for breakfast, which I resisted consuming, though they called my name, "Bethany! Bethaaaany!" - "Get thee down, Lucifer!" I spake. After church we stopped by the beach for pictures, and I walked on the rocks barefoot without my shoes and socks. And I am a poet and I didn't even know it. Anyway, when we got back to Sara's she and Joel made us the best brunch I've ever had: a whole mess of omelettes, bacon, and cinnamon pancakes with whipped cream and strawberries and blackberries on top. It was all m'm m'm good. I still had time and money left, so Sara and I went to Goodwill (where I always go when it's my money to be spent and not someone else's) where I purchased an above-the-knee corduroy skirt and cute jeans and two pairs of 80stacular hipsta sunglasses. (I also tried on beautiful wool J. Crew pants, but Sara promptly told me they made my hips look big and snatched them for herself.)
My family chilled at Sara's til night, when she and I went to this coffee shop the Living Room with her sister Erinn. We sat upstairs where the walls were yellow and green and brown like the color of the sun on the earth and drank chia tea and played Truth or Dare. Some of the questions that evening were: Sara, have you kissed anyone? Bill Clinton and Rudy Guilliani.Bethany, do you have a boyfriend? No. Erinn asked this, and the reply launched her into an a detailed explanation (she's 10) of why I don't have one, which is because I don't dress well, meaning I wear "clothes from Goodwill" instead of studded belts and necklaces and skirts that say 99% Devil from places like Target and K-Mart. This entertained us all until everyone else arrived. Sara stole Living Room mug for me, a nefarious act which she will certainly spend time in purgatory for, and Carm, Dad, Sara, Emma, Sam, Jenna & I headed off for (great)Uncle John's. The drive was two hours and we watched Pirates of the Carribean on the way. Johnny Depp was really hottt, saavy? We reached Uncle John's house on the lake at like 1:00 am and fell promptly asleep.

Monday the 14th
We wanted to take UJ's boat on the lake and go wakeboarding, but apparently it was the time of year when he needed to renew his license and we had to wait a day. Which was fine. I mostly sat out in the still boat tanning with Jenna and finishing up Red Pony, taking a dip in the lake whenever the High Desert weather got too hot.

Tuesday the 15th
Waaaakeboarding! Or at least, for everyone else there was wakeboarding. I just got dragged from the back of the boat in wakeboarding gear for a while because I couldn't stand up on the water. Still, it was better than last time I visited a couple years ago, when I flopped on my stomach, got water up my nose and cried because I couldn't flip over the board. (I am now very adept at flipping over the board.) Results from the day: soreness in my arms and shoulders, sunburn, a rash from the "hypoallergenic" sunscreen, and a full stomach from the yummy chicken gumbo soup and sandwiches our empty insides got treated to when we went back to the house.

Wednesday the 16th
More...waaaaaaakeboarding! This time Uncle John's son Rick and his family were there, which was cool because they are cool. I still couldn't wakeboard though. Oh well, maybe I'll get it next time. At least we got to get pulled (from the back of the boat) on this fun yellow floatation device called the Ocean Rider. The best ride was when it was just the older kids and we could go faster. UJ flipped us over twice, which was exciting and fun despite our heads being thrown back from the crash and water surging up our nostrils. Trying to clamber back onto the Ocean Rider..not so fun. I think I scraped off half my sunburn.
We left Uncle John's that day to drop of Sara and Jenna at their home in San Diego. Of course, this is turning out to be an extended drop-off as we decided to get YUMMY California burritos from Adalberto's and stay the night. Which brings me to..

Gotta rush! We're heading home! See everybody soon!

current mood: busy

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Saturday, June 12th, 2004
6:08 pm - Sara's graduation and after-party
Friday the 11th
Yesterday, love was such an easy game to play. (Because I am a plaaayah.) I woke up at the motel Comfort Inn and took an early dip in the pool, then we got ready for Sara's graduation and picked up lunch from Del Taco. Her graduation was at 2:30 and we had to sit on hard cement bleachers out in the hot sun for a really long time and I got sunburn on my nose and cheeks. Also it made me kind of mad that even though Sara got on the honor roll and earned academic distiction, she couldn't sit with the other academically distinguished students because she transferred senior year and you have to be there for 2 years or something. Still, Christine was valedictorian and gave a beautiful speech, so..it's all good.
I excessively enjoyed the after-party at the Bay Club. We had this fancy schmancy salad with all this shrimp on top that I scraped off and speshully cooked chicken and mashed potatoes, and the yummiest cheesecake for desert. I used to not care for cheesecake but now I do, I think. And the company was so funny! Dad's hilarious friend Greg Graham (aka Al Kaholic, as he signs letters) was there with his friend Richard who is the best old man in the world, and Joel's friend Ruth (with her family) who I like a lot. Christine and her boyfriend Todd were also there, looking like a couple of elves in the corner. I loved just sitting and listening to the conversation. Everyone took turns telling their favorite Sara stories, and the one about Sara sticking a tic tac up her nose when she was two started a hot political debate. (Ruth: "Up her nose and all the way to her brain..she's been Republican ever since!" Greg: "Actually, the tic tac up the nose is a leftist experiment.") Score. After we finished eating Jenna entertained Mark, Ruth's 13-yr-old-son, and I by sucking the helium out of about 6 balloons and saying "Whattup, homies" in a super-high helium-induced voice. I found it amusing until the younger kids started doing it too, and they ran rampant sucking balloons and balloons worth of helium and destroying their young brain cells and none of the adults really did anything about it. However, nobody passed out, to my shock (and disappointment.)
Now for getting to the very best part: the after-after-party at Sara's! That was more exclusive, when all the guests had left except Christine and Todd and Greg and Richard so we all drove back to Sara's and hung out talking in the living room. Everyone was so funny and lovely and I felt like I just really appreciated and loved people a lot that night. We sang "Come Thou Fount of Every Blessing" when Christine and Todd left, then Greg and Richard said they had to go and went out to the porch but got caught up talking again and didn't really leave - you know how it is. Greg talked to Sara and I about writing and things (my feet were bare and cold but the conversation was wonderful) while Richard who's really old and sweet told Carmel all about his war days and the affairs he had with various married women who were just all over him in France and Italy ("Am I scaring you? Am I getting too dirty for you?") I got to talk to Richard too! He kept on repeating to Sara: "It feels so good to know that the country's in good hands with kids like you. Kids like you are this country's future, and it's in good hands" over and over, and after he repeated his love of America and its future several times it segued into: "I love France, believe it or not. Believe it or not, I love France. They take time to really enjoy life over there...they might not get much done, but they enjoy life! I love France! Met a French girl once....we got rather involved..." He stood on the edge of the steps as he talked and kept on backing up and nearly tottering off.

Saturday, June 12
Phew! Okay, I promise my description of today won't be nearly as long! I took a quick and solitary dip in the pool before we checked out at noon, and then headed for Sara's. I think we are staying one last night here tonight before heading for Uncle John's in the morning. I just got back from shopping for Sara's friend Mary's graduation present with Sara & Carm, which was fun even though I didn't get a chance to look at anything because we got gellatos again. This time I had brownies and caramel cream which was delishush. Now I'm chilling and MAJORLY wishing I was with my dear Mattea, who arrived in Texas today! I'm afraid we'll be delayed another day further than I expected and it's depressing me.

current mood: anxious

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Thursday, June 10th, 2004
10:56 pm - i've earned my respect in the streets..the ghetto's been good to me
We actually didn't end up going to the beach after all, and I couldn't go in the jacuzzi because there were two really cute boys at the Andersons and I didn't want them to see me in a swimsuit. So, there was unhappily no water involved in my life last night (though there were two really cute boys.) Sara and I did go to the 9:45 show of Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban which was a lot of fun. I suppose it's the best one yet just as a piece of cinema, but it didn't seem as charmingly Harry Potterish to me as the other two for some reason..like the kids were in street clothes instead of their school robes half the time, and they didn't have Christmas or pumpkin juice or the Quidditch Cup or anything. That kind of sucked...but like I said it was also the best one yet in a lot of ways. I enjoyed it and I really want the soundtrack. Other movies I want to see: Around the World in 80 Days, Troy, Shrek 2.

The next morning Sara and I drove into San Diego because she had to go to graduation rehearsal. Dad, Carm, Emma & Sam were still at the Andersons but I hung out at Sara's and read some more of The Red Pony. It is sooo beautiful, oh my gosh, I feel unworthy to even talk about it. Steinbeck is so gritty and hardcore, with the boy attacking and poking out the eyeballs of that vulture for settling on his dead pony and Billy Buck slicing the mare's belly open to save the colt because he can't stand failing Jody again. I can't even imagine writing that strong. I'm in the last, fourth part right now.

On the way up to San Diego there was this really annoying guy talking about Reagan on the radio. He was the president of some gay organization and he was spreading all this blasphemy about how Reagan was an evil maniac who hated gays and people of color and did nothing for the AIDs crisis when it first emerged in the 80s. He said that instead of paying condolensces to Reagan we should pay them to the families of all the millions who've died of AIDs. Arrrgghh, I hate that! So all the gays are supposed to make the conscious decision to live an unhealthy lifestyle, and expect straight people to fix everything for them? Mmkay, maybe Reagan could have done better on that issue, but still... I have this maybe a bit irrational hatred of people attacking him. I mean, everyone makes mistakes..oh yeh except President Clinton.

Anyway, on a happier note, we went shoe-shopping for Sara at Ross and I got the prettiest, cutest-fitting green top and a big dark blue bag for when I start school. I much prefer it to backpacks. We went with her best friend Christine and then we picked up Christine's little sister Carolynne who's my age for awesome pizza at Arrevidericci's and gelatos afterwards. In case you don't know what that is, it's Italian ice cream only about ten times better. I had mocha rum crunch in this little lime green cup with a flat pink spoon and it was soooo good. It's one of the best places in the freaking city. We sat in the cool upstairs room and talked for quite a while after we were done. Gosh I've been rambling for wayy too long..in conclusion, this is a funtastic vacation.

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Wednesday, June 9th, 2004
5:36 pm - Ventura and the Andersons
So I'm in Ventura at Dad's friends the Andersons right now. They have high speed Internet, yeees! And also a wonderfully decorated house where every room is a different bright solid color, like dark blue and green and sunny yellow and peach, and the coolest paintings on the walls. I love it. We slept here last night when their daughter Maggie was the only one home. And ate at the best Italian food place in the world, Ferrarro's! It has nice seats and great food and descriptions of the different wines for wallpaper. I got the yummiest cheesy Italian sausage sandwich, only it was huge and I couldn't finish so I got it to go and Dad left it on top of the car so I don't have it now! Waaaah! And for lunch yesterday we had In-n-Out Burger, which usest very freshest vegetables and this dehlishush sauce...mmm...California has the BEST food, I swear.

This afternoon we went to the Thousand Oaks Mall and I got a bathing suit. Not from the mall actually from Marshalls. It is plain brown and goes with my hair...there were some patterns I like better but I picked it out because it fits me the least gross of them all. Which is still pretty gross mind you.

We are going swimming in the beach a little later and I am going to catch the late showing of Harry Potter 3 with Sara tonight. And right now I'm headed for the Andersons' jacuzzi..ta ta, all.

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Tuesday, June 8th, 2004
10:46 am - vacation
California is so much fun. Yesterday...

I sat on Sara's green and white pinstripe couch reading my wonderful Steinbeck book and drinking blueberry tea with milk and honey out of a big white cup and saucer. Yumm. As the airplanes roared frequently overhead...their house is near the airport. Then everyone (that is, Dad, Carmel, Sara, Emma, Samuel, Jenna, Erinn, Kate, and me - Sara's mom was in L.A.) went to this yumtastic yellow and red place called Nico's Fine Mexican Food where I got the world's best beef taco and chocolatey milk. It was all gray and chilly and beautiful out and we walked along the beach under the scrutiny of dirty people with a lot of facial piercing and cigarettes, and walked down the super long pier. There were all these lovely, like, Spanish villas right on the beach that cost like a million dollars - I want to live there when I grow up! - and all these craazy boys surfing in the cold, some even without wetsuits.

I love the ocean. (And the mountains, and the palm trees, and the stucco...)

And today...

We are going to Newbury Park in Ventura, the city where I used to live, to visit Dad's friend John Anderson. We might do some other stuff there too. It'll be fun.

current mood: peaceful

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Monday, June 7th, 2004
10:02 am - Califoooornia comin' home, gonna see the folks I dig..
Two days in the way-back of our SUV and two nights in sundry hotels, and I am finally in my dear CA. We drove through West Texas while the sun set and everything looked dark and gold in the golden light diffused by the clouds, and when the sun was gone the moutains were completely black and the sloping of them looked like silhouettes of people's faces lying in a row, forehead, nose, lips, chin, nose, lips, forehead, against the skyline. We could see these blurry streaks that meant distant rain and the lightning crackled over the black silhouettes startling us and sometimes the clouds would diffuse it so that intead of zigzagging it was just a big translucent whitish crackling mass. And the beautiful twinkling city lights of El Paso were head. We stayed in a night in the Sleep Inn there, and the next day we drove through New Mexico and passed desert with very small trees and bushes and brown and blue moutains in the distance. We slept at a nice Best Western in Yuma, Arizona, one of the hottest cities in the US, and drove into San Diego in the morning.

I am writing this from Sara's little white Spanish-style stucco house that I'm in love with, where we stayed last night. Her other sisters were really nice and welcoming to us. 10-yr-old Erinn woke me up early to tell me that they had plenty of deodorant if I needed it, and 6-yr-old Kate prevented me from falling back asleep by jumping on my stomach in an assassination attempt.

I'm on page 38/120 of The Red Pony... and it is so NOT BORING!! I don't know where you got that crazy idea into your crazy little head, Mattea. What have you bin smokin? Reeaally.

current mood: content

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