well... yes.
03/19/2003 05:24 p.m.
It's been a while since I've posted a journal entry. There's so much to say. Not that I've been busy... maybe a little. So let's see.

Saturday was grocery shopping, I believe. My mom and my nephew both have strep throat so that's gross. But I got to go see David before he went back to Shannon (who also has strep, btw) for this week. He is the cutest boy, oh my word. I walked in and he goes "Emmy!" I swear, there is nothing better than that sound. The sound of recognition. I just hate that I miss SO MUCH of his growing up. I was there, you know, all the time with him. From the womb I was there. When Shannon was pregnant my mom had me go sit with her and watch A Wedding Story and stuff on Lifetime so she wouldn't be bored. And then the baby was born and it was like I knew him already. And I helped Shannon for the first few weeks after he was born in the summer. I was there when he was an infant. He took to me almost as well as he took to my mom. She's a wonder with babies... I can't claim her status. I don't change diapers. That must be the deciding closeness factor. But I was always there and now I'm NEVER there. I'm missing it. It's a really sad thing for me. But it's great when he remembers me and talks to me and things. Hm.

Sunday was honestly a bunch of waiting around for nothing. I'm sure I did things with my family during the day, but the evening is most memorable. I was supposed to be going out with Eric and Sidarius. I had my clothes on, my make up on... I was ready to go. And Eric calls and says we have no ride. I sort of give him the guilt trip - "Ah, my shoes and shirt match... I'm wearing eyeliner, even." And he wanted to call someone to see if they could just bring him over, but I wouldn't let him. The plan was already just to see him on Monday so I said, you can just see me tomorrow. In the process of all this, my brother got angry with me for being on the phone - he wanted to get on the internet (and sit and wait for people to get online so they can have pointless conversation about nothing). Of course, he doesn't tell ME he wants the phone, no way, too easy. He goes and tells my mom to tell me to get off the phone. So my mom's pissed at me suddenly. During the argument I say without thinking "I want to go home." She said "You are home." I said "Oh no I'm not." And her feelings were hurt. I always hate doing that. She reacts the same way I would and it always messes me up. Also during that evening I spoke with Sidarius again. This time was not so great. He said hi and how are ya and then made a joke about my dad lynching Eric. It was the most... embarrassing... frightening... horrible thing. Never, never, never have I been so upset with my dad, myself, Eric, Sidarius. I cried for 40 minutes with Eric on the phone and he was angry with Sidarius. Afterwards it was time to call Tommy. I cried on the phone with him for something extremely stupid (I think it had to do with he and Doug going to Hooters... oh sin of sins). But we ended up having a really wonderful conversation past that. He and I have been having a lot of really wonderful conversation lately. It's been great!

Monday... Zane had the day off school and I mostly slept. My mom stayed home so she had us up and doing stuff. I don't remember what. Eventually I got dressed to go to the movies with what was originally supposed to be Doug, Matt Park, Eric and Sidarius. It had morphed to Eric, Sidarius and Charice. (There's an "e" in there somewhere that I always forget.) But I didn't really want to go to the movies with Charice. I'm dumb. Eventually she decided she couldn't go anyway cause she didn't have the money so it was going to be me, Eric and Sidarius. The movie (Cradle 2 the Grave) started at 10:10. They got to my house at about 10:20. We got to the movie theater at 10:27 and not a soul was selling tickets. We hung around for a while trying to figure out what to do. Eventually Waffle House became the plan. After we found it (that took a while) I had a great time. Eric let me play the jukebox and the Waffle House was full of Al Green, Marvin Gaye, Aretha Franklin and the Temptations. The way it should be. The three of us sang along... loudly... but Sidarius was the only one to get up and start dancing. Oh there was Eric trying to convince me to dance, but that certainly didn't happen. Sidarius apologized for the thing he'd said and I felt better about it. He gave hugs and I was ok. Except he did things with the radio that made me angry. "Oh, hey, Pink, I like her." Like all I listen to is that crap... and he's like "Yeah, we gotta keep it R&B." Later Eric told me he could tell I was offended. He said he was going to say something about it like "Hey, you can keep the Clipse CD in..." But yeah. It turned out to be a pretty good night.

Tuesday I rode to my mom's office with her in the morning. At 10:00 Eric showed up and we made our way to Northlake Mall. We walked around a bit and I did some major buying. I bought Pretty in Pink on DVD, 100 Best Loved Poems for my mom cause it has a poem in it called "Jest For Christmas" that she loves, The Feminine Mystique (Tommy rolled his eyes, I KNOW it! (o:) and three shirts from Old Navy (where Sidarius works, oddly enough). So there was lots of buying. We decided that since we didn't get to see a movie Monday we should go to the theater by Northlake. We walked ALL THE WAY over there... me with some horrible cramps... I hate being a girl... and it was closed. So we decided we'd MARTA it up and go to Lennox Mall where there's a theater. It took FOREVER to get there cause we had to wait for a bus and then get on the train and blahblahblah. It was fun, though. Public transportation is always fun. The trains reminded me of London. Mmmmm. Anyway, we got there and saw Cradle 2 the Grave and I decided I wanted to HAVE Jet Li. Right now. Wow. Then we got some food and made our respective ways home. It was a good but extremely tiring day. The conversation last night with Tommy was enjoyable... terribly sad and things... but we got it worked out. I just needed some time to see things the right way. He's the best. What in the world would I do without him? HE WROTE ME A POEM. Wow. It's amazing. And a sweet journal entry. Wow. I love him. SO much.

And that brings us to Wednesday. Somehow I left out I think a trip to Gwinnett Place Mall in which I bought the movie High Fidelity. I've seen almost all of it. I have the end left to see. But wow, yes, Sim, it's a great movie. I'm loving it. And it's making me understand some things, I think. Wow. Thank you for recommending it to me! Anyhoooo, I have no idea what I'll be doing today. Hopefully just sitting. That'd be great. Haven't just sat the whole break. I'm going to watch Murder by Numbers and Insomnia at some point. Maybe today.

This is the buttlongest journal entry ever. Sorry guys. Hey, 90 comments... I know some people have like 1000... but 90 means a lot to me. Definitely. I'm going to go now... I love you children. A lot.
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