so, Calvin's dead, what a trip, huh? Maine Street will never be the same. *pours a bottle of airplane glue on the curb.* this one's for you, brutha.
we need another infamous bum. any volunteers? you don't have to sniff glue, you can be addicted to any weird little thing you want. maybe one of the other local bums will step in to take his place, but i doubt they have the potential for notoriety. ah well. Brunswick's not the same but its time to get out anyway.

there is nothing else i can think of to say that doesn't fall under the category of more bitching about my parents becoming increasingly difficult to live with, and i already ranted about my feelings on the latest bullshit defense from Olland Reese to Ben (not Katey's, different Ben). good long talks about death are always good (really).

so i had this really fucked up dream last night, i was at prom but it was being held in the Coffin Elementary gymnasium and there werent many people there. Katey and Ben were there, but they weren't terribly dressed up, Katey was wearing a little black dress tho since i knew she wore one to real prom. i was wearing the clothes i've been wearing to work the last week (a white t shirt with really pale little flowers on the front and a pair of boyish khaki shorts that Emily lent me) and my date was Matt Bray, he was wearing blue jeans and a black t-shirt. please do not ask me to explain why my date was Matt Bray, i haven't spoken to him in years tho i did have a crush on him in the fourth grade. so anyway i'm watching the door and a small group of guys come in, maybe 3 or 4 guys, but i only recognized one, and it was Chris Reid, (if this next part sounds somehow insensitive its not, he was a cool dude and this is just how my dream happened) so i turned to Katey and said "um....didn't he die like 2 years ago?" and she's like "yeah....i never really liked him tho" and i said "oh, i thought he was really nice" so i went over to try and talk to him but he didn't notice and continued to walk around the edge of the gym to the opposite wall and go in the door to the left of the stage, i believe one or two other guys went with him. so i figure, hey, if one dead former classmate is here, why not another? so i start searching the crowd, lobby and peering through the windows to see if Cody Green is there, maybe she'll notice me and say hello. but i couldn't find her so i went back to the crowd. some kinda nondescript chick with long hair asked me to dance and i told her "no thanks, i'm here with a date" but she insisted and Matt said he didn't care, then she was putting the moves on me and trying to kiss me and i'm like "um.....no....not only do i have a date over there, i also have a boyfriend who is not here." so then i went to the bathroom and for some reason Miss Borowick was sitting there inside the door and since there weren't any stalls or anything she sat right there and talked about some poem while i peed. so after that the next thing i'm sure of is being with Zack in his car and we were driving past some houses i didn't recognize, trying to figure out somewhere to go.

so maybe thats symbolic or something, it was really vivid and i don't know where it came from. maybe all the cheese fries and mozzarella sticks i'd had at Denny's earlier were messing with me. tho i've never known lactose intolerance to give people weird dreams....

i bought the tatu cd today, i really like it, theres not a song on there i don't enjoy so even tho it was probly a waste of $15, i like it. i was also gonna buy the Sims for ps2 but they didn't have any more used copies at Game Box (they had several last time i was there) so i just rented it for a week, its annoying as fuck because they stick you in a house with mom, who is a nagging annoying bitch, and the Sim is always miserable because she makes him clean everything up and theres nothing fun in the house so he can't raise his happy meter enough to want to study anything. but i'm gonna try again in a little while, my brother played it for a few hours earlier and got out of the house so i'm sure if i try again i can get there too.

holy shit its almost midnight. hmm. oh well.

sooooo my parents are watching some retarded politicky movie and the msuic is some of the worst shit i have ever heard, chicks whining about war and the government and shit, i mean, in the worst way. i have no idea what the movie is but it sounds painfully cliched from in here, perfect for my totally unimaginative unmotivated parents. they try to not get lumped in with the majority, but they don't try very hard. i've been blocking out the shitty soundtrack with my mp3s but i don't feel like listening to any music at the moment cuz i'm kinda tired so it really really sucks. i want to go to bed but i want to talk to Zack and i should probly work out before bed or something, so yeah, i'm still here.

today i went down to Portland with Billy, got myself 4 sweet new pins at Newbury's (and wonder why i didn't go there sooner for pins). i got a Lenore pin, a Hamtaro pin, one that says "cut your jibba jabba" (i could've gone for "you ain't gettin me on no damn plane" but....come on, jibba jabba), and one that says "never apologize for your art." they rule. i also got my left lobe repierced (finally) and i have a nifty itty bitty barbell in it. its really not sore at all but there was still like half a hole left....so i don't remember if i'm supposed to turn it right away but turning it is the only thing that makes it hurt, so unless it gets crusty or something i probly won't turn it much. i just gotta remember to keep it clean, they threw 2 big bottles of antiseptic into the bag so....um....i gots antiseptic. i also bought a pretty nifty headband with little studs and rhinestones on it, i don't really mind the whole alternative mainstream thing at times, i mean, when you can walk into fucking Claire's and get a spiked collar, it just makes life seem a little easier. i was thankful, their usual sea of bright pink hurts my eyeballs, camo, black and spikes are way easier on mine eyes. apparently they also have like this classic candies lip gloss line now, they had little peanut butter cup shaped Reeses lip gloss tubs, if i liked peanut butter i'd have bought it. out of a selection that included Twinkies, Pez, Jelly Belly (albeit fucking lame flavored Jelly Belly), Bubbleicious (or Bubble Yum, i always get the two confused), HoHos and gummi bears, i ended up getting a 2 pack of original and vanilla Tootsie roll flavor. omg they are yummy, unlike Lip Smackers they don't just smell like the candy, they really taste like it....my lips are oh so chocolatey right now.

nothing else is really going on around here at the moment....so....yeah.

how much must it suck to be one of the Anne Geddes babies? you know, the chick who takes pictures of babies in retarded costumes and shit. like your one claim to fame is that you're the fucking baby in the pumpkin.