1999-10-12

dear internet,

it's me, scott. as if that isn't enough to deter you from reading right there!

so apparently lately i'm being linked by other people's diaries without any knowledge of it! pete told me about someone named alice1, so i strolled over to alice1.diaryland.net, and sure enough, there was a link to me! i'm pete's friend, and apparently pete is an angry motherfucker. nutty. also, i've recently become a statistic. apparently my viewing of the fine film 'american beauty' has made me elligable for ridicule on anonymous.diaryland.com. interesting. oh well, i appreciate the attention! thanks, dear anonymous.

anyway. enough of that.

last night in figure drawing class we had our first male model ever, and despite the fact that i enjoy looking at naked females, it's still about damn time! unfortunately, the model had a relatively... well, i hate to be cruel to my fellow man, but he wasn't exactly... erm, endowed greatly. and yes, this is unfortunate! my friend christopher had asked for a huge drawing of a penis to mount over his couch, and this model couldn't provide me with the proper visual reference! so sorry, christopher, no penis drawing yet. and sorry, liza, no fat old naked men, either. i know how you've been waiting.

after class i went to the grocery store because kitty had been meowing me all day for food. i stood in the '10 items or less' express lane, and in front of me was a boy with a braid who was buying a 12-pack of barqs root beer. no big deal, thought i. however, when it was said braidboy's turn to pay, he whipped out a little leather pouch and proceeded to pay his $2.35 entirely in nickels! maybe he was running low on funds and really wanted that root beer? i don't know, if i was down to only having nickels, i think i'd choose my purchases more carefully!

but hey, i've never been a humongous root beer fan or anything.

so kitty got her food, and munched happily when i got home. this is going to be a long entry, by the way. but i knew you were concerned with kitty's well-being!

a few weeks ago i put in a little joke 'personal ad' on some collegestudent.com page that the local radio station had been advertising. i think the extent of my ad was 'haha, i'm a dork'. and low and behold, someone named 'steph' actually responded! apparently she's into the dorky kind of guy? i don't know.

so she sent me e-mail, and i asked if she'd seen american beauty (please link me again, oh dear anonymous.diaryland), and she said "no, i don't watch movies or tv." !! how can anyone shelter themself in such a way? apparently she "would rather live life than watch other people live it", but i think that's a bunch of bullshit! there are stories to be told, and i'm entertained by them. so what? do you hate books, too, steph? and i'm so sure you're living your life to the fullest, you're replying to personal ads on the internet!

i bet she's a ham, anyway. a big plump ham.

love,

scott.

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