Saturday, January 18, 2003
And today I'm just feeling really generally happy and upbeat and not feeling guilty about being up so late (OH LOOK I AM CURED) (still can't stop with the damn sarcasm), so I'll do this as an outlet of sorts.Cathy, I loooove you for that day your lower year/my prep year when I was sitting in your room at your computer and you had come back from the shower, gotten dressed, and all out of sudden just shook your ass. I think we talked about the weird mud wrap that your sister used, that apparently made you lose inches.
Alistair, I loooove you for that day when you made me be late to my math exam or some other unimportant exam because we were chatting about plasticine noses and I thought your posh/Scottish accent was the coolest thing ever. And for that time when you sent me an email with the subject line "i'm sticking with you, cos i'm made out of glue". And for sending me the tag off your cycling clothing.
And Mommy, I loooove you for being girlish enough to blush when I tease about the actors you like and squeal when the hamsters do cute things (there's no end, as they're just bundles of cuteness, seeping adorableness into the atmosphere), but also being mature enough to advise and council me when I need it and for being a good friend as well as an excellent mother.
There were more on the list but the giggliness has gone out of me and I feel a little corny and bashful. I know I sound cheesy but it's my journal and I'm not drunk and it's three in the morning so who cares. (I don't know if anyone will get that. It's a quote from the Basic Eight, except Flan says 'and I'm drunk'. On champagne. She's always drunk on champagne. How can anyone get drunk off of champagne? It's like, what, 20 proof? That's like my mother getting all blushy and giggly after one glass of beer. And not a pint glass, either.) I'll shut up now and I'll probably delete this entry later but for now I'll just leave it up for a few hours...
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