*this stone is genuine like love should beeeeeeeeeeeeee. 2002-03-02 4:14 p.m.*

last night i dreamed that i was watching waiting for guffman again. and it was the part where corky says, "i imagine, in my fantasy, i suppose..." and then goes on about how he wants to be a construction worker with one of those sweeping hats. and then he was doing the backwards pants dance, and then it got weird. it was a clip from another of his films, except this one was a porn. well, it said it was a porn, but it was pretty goofy. it was in black and white and could have been a silent film. it was that same sort of melodramatic acting. and it was him in leiderhosen, and this girl in german folk costume, and she was backing him into a chair up against a wall, and he was actually goosestepping backwards, and then he fell into the chair and she jumped on him and straddled him, and his eyes got wide and he put his hand to his mouth. i think he had the same sort of makeup on he did in the play, that sort of doll or clown-like look. i can't remember the rest of my dream except that at some point i wasn't watching the movie anymore but actually having a conversation with corky.

last night was a fun fun time. a bunch of people came over for what was supposed to be a fest of watching films that only one or two people had already seen. but we wound up only watching waiting for guffman and some new kids on the blocks videos (not that that means anything), and eating a lot of food and laughing like crazy. i enjoy having a clean house that i can have people over to. i really do love having visitors, but it's very rare that i feel comfortable doing that, so when i do i know i act a little awkward. but i think it went well. i let kitten roam around and she was very popular as she tends to be. and i got to show off my room to people, which is always a fun time. and there were some adventures that cannot be spoken of in this forum, but let's just say they were fun.

i was really glad that blackbird and dykesscent came, because i was afraid in my strange little brain that they might think michael and i were trying to steal away retro. and they are just fun times as well. i enjoy all three of those girls very much. and aras yam came over too, and her friend that looks so weirdly like this girl i had a crush on for a year and a half in high school. yay for all that. and yay for veggies and dip and bacardi silver and plastic bottles of whiskey and salt and vinegar potato chips and camembert. boo for crumbly wine corks.

michael spent the night, and i decided not to go into work, because i'm lazy and stuff, and after michael left i may have had a misunderstanding, but i'm not sure, so i guess that's a misunderstanding right there. i talked to my mom, too. last sunday she sat down and couldn't stand up again, her back hurt that bad. she thought maybe she had kidney stones again, and didn't know it, because when she does, her back tends to hurt really bad for a month afterwards. she took wednesday off of work, but it wasn't until today that she could go to the doctor. her back still hurts really bad, which makes me sad, but she did say that now she can understand a little more where dad is coming from. it always makes me sad when i know that my mom has had problems and i didn't know about them.

michael came back over and we went out for something for our act for the open mic tonight. that was fun, but now i am back, and chilling for a bit. i wish i had a story or something for the open mic, but i just don't. i guess up the frequency. kenneth. will have to be enough.

retro, i'm holding you to that whole "i'll be there with bells on" thing. there'd better be bells.

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