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[Wednesday
January 23rd, 2008 at 12:56am] |
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me: you're so cute.
sela: (aggravated) yeahhhhh, i knoooooow.
me: time to go potty.
sela: potty? we play dinosaurs? on da potty?
sela: (on the toilet, with a very serious expression) my poo poos smell like chocolate.
me: let's take a shower.
sela: (jumping excitedly) SWIM?!!
me: uh-huh, you can swim after your shower!
sela: yayyyy.
sela: (on the changing table, about to get dressed and intently looking at her pruney fingers) what's dat?
me: huh? what's what?
sela: my fingers. they're curly.
me: HAHAHAHA ohhhh, you mean they look like raisins? yeah, that's what happens when you stay in the bathtub for a really long time.
sela: why?
me: i dunno. it's just what happens.
sela: (shaking her head, very serious but so sweet) i don't like them.
me: don't like..?
sela: my curly fingers.
sela: could i have some more toys?
(i hand her some numbers and letters)
sela: danks! the 3 is the girl, and the E is the boy, and...
she said other stuff, i dunno. she's just so cute JEEZ. i wish i could catch every moment on video.
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[Sunday
January 20th, 2008 at 12:11am] |
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sela is my love. she keeps me company...
it worries me just a little bit that the person i'm most comfortable with besides abby is a three year old. maybe i'm trying to hold onto my childhood innocence. maybe we just have fun, and it's as simple as that.
graduating early was a good decision, i think. to fill my time, i want to start making jewelery out of recycled materials. maybe i'll incorporate photography somehow, like using small old photographs to make beads or pins. i could use photos of st. louis landmarks and sell them to the city museum and botanical garden gift shops. ..or maybe that is too specific.
hale is sleeping in my bed and i can hear him snoring. a seven year old who snores!
goodnight. good night
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| Three weeks, boo hoo, boo hoo boo hoo. |
[Tuesday
July 10th, 2007 at 4:10pm] |
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today I got my permit. permit. at least I have some kind of identification. you know, for when I'm arrested and stuff.
I look really happy in the picture. most people don't like theirs, but I like mine.
okayyyyyyyy, my room is extremely messy right now. it's kind of disgusting. I'm going to do the whole works today: tidy up, laundry, organize, dust. and then maybe if I can get it clean I'll go out tonight. I haven't seen Hannah and Paige in a very long time and I miss them.
for some reason I'm equating a clean room to a serene mind. so I'd better get that done. in the mean time
Casey Dienel makes me happy
"but when I'm awake and I feel my head is swimming..."
-and-
Kurt Vonnegut makes me happy too.
farewell, hello, farewell, hello
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| Starbucks is kewl even if it's like Wal-mart for coffee. |
[Sunday
July 8th, 2007 at 1:17am] |
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I forgot that I was going to start writing in this thing.
erm I love Allen Ginsberg.
today I spent the whole day with Vlad only with a break inbetween. it was nice, I still feel like doing stuff though. it feels like it's 5:00pm. Aylon had to watch a movie, he couldn't come. I fixed his iPod...hrm.
good day, I feel weird.
bye
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[Monday
June 18th, 2007 at 9:55pm] |
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I finally got around to looking at Aylon's. I never use mine, but Hannah designed it for me like a year ago. maybe I'll start? anyway, this is to Aylon: I'm really glad I looked and I just wanna say I love you and I'm going to miss you so much when you're "O Canadaing". yeah. that's all
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