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2003-06-25

Mexican Fiesta, good times, good times

Mmm, Iím still reeling from that yummy, magnificent, gourmet Mexican buffet last night! Cabana Boyís mother is a culinary genius. MMM! Relaxing with a few friends with wine, C.B.ís family, and plenty of delectables (nobody said I couldnít use adjectives as nouns here) was just what the doctor ordered! Talk about stress relievers. Nice, mellow, unwinding socializing and celebrating that older Dragonís birthday. Then going back to M.s.ís, wrapping up with him and the blanket, a perfect Tuesday evening.

This morning, I found out that Spider Monkey and O.H. are going to make it to the wine tasting this Saturday! Fantabulous, Iím so excited for this!

Work is busy. Money is dangerously low, both in the firm and in my pocket, at least for a week (for once, loving how time does tend to fly, come on, payday!) M.s. is very busy, very preoccupied with all that he has to do, both for his individual art and work and his new gallery. I wonít elaborate more than that (the rest is for my personal journal, and for M.s.ís ears only), but I will say, that I strive to eliminate his stress and help as much as I can in order to see him constantly as giddy and smiley as he was this morning.

Tonight I have school. Our only assignment was to review previous work, and I did not do this. Talk about self-discipline assignments! I would rather have been assigned 100 problems at the end of the chapter than just been told to STUDY. I donít ďstudyĒ well. I do homework, yes, all of it, and all of it well. But randomly study? Itís just not structured enough. Guess thatís something Iíll have to learn.

How funny was Eminemís little stunt? Dangling a baby off his hotel room balcony for cheering fans. A plastic baby, of course, but just as many fans. I enjoy Eminemís music, and Iím eager to see what he does next. Raw, emotional, unrestrained talent at its most free and fucked up. Poetry, really. I dig it the most.

Alright, Iím blowing this lawyer-stand. Iím heading home for a sammich - what kind? Turkey, a slice of American Cheese, and yellow mustard on nutty-wheat sliced bread. Yeah, Iím pretty gourmet. I didnít even mention the Wheat-Thins. It shall be a feast! With Caffeine Free Gatorade! Not quite as good as the feast I had last night, but I ainít complaining. Iíve got food to eat and a place to eat it. Thatís enough to keep me smiliní for now.

-Barbarella

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Mexican Fiesta, good times, good times 2003-06-25 12:31 p.m. Mmm, Iím still reeling from that yummy, magnificent, gourmet Mexican buffet last night! Cabana Boyís mother is a culinary genius. MMM! Relaxing with a few friends with wine, C.B.ís family, and plenty of delectables (nobody said I couldnít use adjectives as nouns here) was just what the doctor ordered! Talk about stress relievers. Nice, mellow, unwinding socializing and celebrating that older Dragonís birthday. Then going back to M.s.ís, wrapping up with him and the blanket, a perfect Tuesday evening.

This morning, I found out that Spider Monkey and O.H. are going to make it to the wine tasting this Saturday! Fantabulous, Iím so excited for this!

Work is busy. Money is dangerously low, both in the firm and in my pocket, at least for a week (for once, loving how time does tend to fly, come on, payday!) M.s. is very busy, very preoccupied with all that he has to do, both for his individual art and work and his new gallery. I wonít elaborate more than that (the rest is for my personal journal, and for M.s.ís ears only), but I will say, that I strive to eliminate his stress and help as much as I can in order to see him constantly as giddy and smiley as he was this morning.

Tonight I have school. Our only assignment was to review previous work, and I did not do this. Talk about self-discipline assignments! I would rather have been assigned 100 problems at the end of the chapter than just been told to STUDY. I donít ďstudyĒ well. I do homework, yes, all of it, and all of it well. But randomly study? Itís just not structured enough. Guess thatís something Iíll have to learn.

How funny was Eminemís little stunt? Dangling a baby off his hotel room balcony for cheering fans. A plastic baby, of course, but just as many fans. I enjoy Eminemís music, and Iím eager to see what he does next. Raw, emotional, unrestrained talent at its most free and fucked up. Poetry, really. I dig it the most.

Alright, Iím blowing this lawyer-stand. Iím heading home for a sammich - what kind? Turkey, a slice of American Cheese, and yellow mustard on nutty-wheat sliced bread. Yeah, Iím pretty gourmet. I didnít even mention the Wheat-Thins. It shall be a feast! With Caffeine Free Gatorade! Not quite as good as the feast I had last night, but I ainít complaining. Iíve got food to eat and a place to eat it. Thatís enough to keep me smiliní for now.