July 23, 2003

• sticky blonde-mix:1 cup sugar (i was out of brown sugar, so used white, 1/2 cup chips (chocolate, peanut, butterscotch, whatever), 1/2 cup walnuts, 1-1/2 cup baking mix(start with 1 cup flour, after you have mixed EVERYTHING together, add more flour til it gets to brownie consistency (not too loose, not to hard). then combine: 1/2 cup milk, 1 egg. mix dry and wet together. put in to slightly greased baking dish. 350 about 25 minutes, makes 8. …it’s sticky cuz of all that sugar.

  
  

  this was my first dog. the picture is freaky cuz it’s totally 70′s decor. and i find that i still decorate like that. in my magic timecapsule box, i also found the macrame hanging owl, 10 of my original tarot cards- the deck was the same kind used in that bond movie. a green, plastic kaleidescope from a crackerjack box (when they used to have real prizes in there, not the spooty stickers/miniature postcard craps), a patch from my dads’ marine jacket…really cool, something about weapons and there are ace cards on the design too.

  
  

  going thru that box yesterday…found a little notebook titled ‘observations.’ i don’t really remember why i had this book.  excerpt from 10th grade i was going to give it up to date kewl spelling like the gen y/z does here at x but that’s not the way i wrote it…..so….just imagine it…it reminds me of a lot of people logs i read here, extra update info in bold):
  dan got here early today (i don’t know why). lorrie didn’t.
  Homeroom: one girl is fanning herself, one boy is doing his math hmwk. 2 people are writing notes, 1 girl is doing homework, one girl reading, one girl is writing back and forth to me (probably cathy holseybrook-great friend). I just moved my folder and my ring sidea little ways. one boy (kris) is playing with his hair.kris pen just fell on the floor. a girl and ms. soash are talking. kris is doodling. so is the boy next to me kris banged on his desk w/ a pen. and we said hi.
  my typewriter sounds mute. slow as if not used in such a long time. person raised eyes to me. chris pulled out a really neat, paint-splash-covered book. ana (another great friend)getting annoyed with me cuz i won’t show her this book. have 2 new people sitting at my lunch table. oh! just remembered, have to call rick tonight (i don’t remember this rick)! very cold in lunchroom. deathly. have to get to locker before spanish, gunna try to avoid kris.
  new guy named james (probably the same guy who got sick and all, plans for prom had to be re-figgured-3 years later) at table. door to lunch room gone. way behind ana, calling me a waver, talking to chris. mike-boy in front of me in spanish (the guy who gave me the death/paleface/moribunda/etc nicknames), wasted time in spanish(so did i). other mike asked what lauries name was (in front of allison). sabrina (her and ana, my bestest friends 10th-12th) was writing a note that mike could read from his desk and told her so! in world history, turned newswatch in late. kris was late, i think i was late. girl from world history class (and typing) is making dog-like noises and gestures to justin, while he’s at his locker. He laughs, finishes at the locker, leaves.
  i was rather cold when i entered the art room. my nose feels rosie-cold. (some words have been washed off) my fingers feel tingly (more missing words) freezing, no, not quite. today i finally get to finish my portfolio! i feel lovesick in the middle of winter. rick. kris didn’t talk to me at w.h. i’m majorly depressed! shane chews on the side of his mouth like i do!!

  
  

  sounds like i was a tad boycrazy.
  

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