Valerie

08:14 am:

12:19 pm: Snow wonder it's so cold...
Hampshire, here I am. It's snowing. It's snowed twice now. Campus is beautiful. Classes are awesome. People are stoned and friendly. I embarrassed myself on the way back from class today. I decided to take a path I hadn't taken before. ((There are paths created to go around the snow.) But, half way down the trail, I realize it's turning away from my dorm. So, I decide to cut across the snow- I can see someone else's tracks, so I figure it's going to be okay... wrong. The snow is deep- the footprints I was following have been snowed on, and they are actually twice as deep as I figured. So, now I am knee deep in snow, tring to cross the field right in the middle of campus. My boots are filling with snow, my pants (yoga stretch pants for my basketball class,) are covered in snow. It only gets worse- I can't find a way out. The plows have created high walls of snow around the perimeter of the field, and I can't get through it. I follow the shoe marks to each of the walls they also aparently tried to go through. I'm falling over, I'm getting stuck- I look like an asshole. Finally, I find the willpower to get past the "Fence of Embarrasment", as people walk to class all around me. I speed walk to my room, where I take off my boots, and empty snow all over my floor. I love it here!

12:00 pm: the so long goodbye
Alyssa and I almost started crying yesterday at work. The realization that our nearly two year stint as roommates is almost over has finally hit us. She'll be leaving for Texas so soon! And I'll be living in a dorm...Only three weeks!

10:41 pm: The Monday That Was
I got scared today by a creepy customer who asked me to show him to the "UFO books". He talked about aliens hovering above the store, sexy horoscopes, and which ghost books were the scariest, and then make a sexy face and said not to worry, he wouldn't scare me. Which was ironic, because that's exactly what that sentence did.

I had anxious dreams about missing finals I didn't realize I had- revenge, I guess, for the week of relaxation I've had since school got out. All I do is work and smoke, and have fun when possible. Even work is good, because I'm starting to make friends with some of my co-workers. It's not like at the sex shoppe, where I worked with old, hispanic, lying tranies, and middle aged men.

11:28 pm: Ah, winter- the autumn of spring!
Well, two days now till I'm out of my teens, and out of the angst- "Yah Righhh!" Or, maybe I'll stick to my original creation: "twenteen"... although, I do feel this might be a little bit too much a midwest housewife's type (midwife house fly?) of a greeting card thingamajigger type joke. That was the hardest sentence I've ever written. (I'm really stoned on some hash... sense?)
I just paused to make scary faces and noises at Alyssa so intensly, my throat is sore. Better go before I type what I'm REALLY thinking....

10:36 pm: guess who's back... back again
I would have written more lately if I had had anthing to write. But, there was nothing. I really didn't want to bore people with a message filled with line after line of me talking about how I'm bored, etc, etc, etc.

But that was then, this is now:

Now, I no problem writing about how I have nothing to write about. I have been sitting here, writing without pause for a while now, and look... nothing! I love growing as a person. It makes me feel like I'm growing.

Ah! Change IS good!

09:28 pm: Well, maybe Disney was right...
Today, I went back to the Haight, this time with Kenny and Wyatt, and guess who I saw- the Italian waiter I nearly punched. He was on a date with a petite Asian woman. I think he rememebered that he had met me before, he paused as I walked by. Bu then again, he probably didn't and just paused because he thought I was going to try and get in on the game of pool he was playing.

San Francisco is still fun. It hasn't rained at all this week, which was a nice change of pace from the first soggy week I spent up here. Plus, the driver's side window on the car we drove up here does't roll up all the way, so that would really blow for the driver, (mainly Wyatt, I hate driving in San Fran.)

Other than that, not much is going on. We've carried on the tradition of taking advantage of the no carding liqour stores. (That may have been the worst sentance I've ever written. I'm not going to take the time to revise, though.)

10:19 am: Oh my god!
I just discovered that I can use the wireless web up here on my laptop! My neighborhood is too poor for me to be able to, but not in good old San Fran! This is great! Ah! The freedom!

08:55 pm: Speed III: Bruise Control!
Kids: They make like a lot of cool things, but man do those stinker stink!

Alyssa, Chris, and I went to the Expolratorium today. It was really cool. I found out that my left eye is my dominant eye, I saw what a chick embryo looks like, and found out that genetically, I am like 9 out of every 6996 people.

I also found out that little kids smell terrible... especially when you are in a building full of them. I got yelled at by a mother today... not mine, though, (Mother, I don't even know her!), because she was asking me a question I didn't hear due to the fact that I was living my own life, and enjoying learning about ultra violet lights.

Also: We almost died today when our bus driver stopped short- because he realized he was running a red light! The safety pole I was sitting next to ended up turning into a danger pole as my left wrist and thigh were crushed into it. Alyssa tried to grab for me and save me from the injuries/embarrassment I ended up enduring, but at the last minute, decided that it might be better to grab for Christina, because we all know how jealous Chris is of my relationship with Alyssa. Once the bus had screeched to a halt, we then had to weave through traffic just to get to the other side of the intersection.

All in all, I'd say it wasn't worth it. We were on the bus heading back to the Height for dinner, and the dinner ended up not being the delicious feast we were hoping for.

And in the end: Don't think we haven't been going around singing the Full House theme song. Because we have... with a little Step-by-Step thrown in for good measure.

02:51 am: The Haight? More Like the Love!
I bought a lot of really cute things today on Haight. I got a sweater at the Gap that perfectly matches pinkinsh-tangerineish capri fishnets I bought twenty minutes prior at a Drag Queen store. I also tried on a corset at the DQ, (Not for Dairy Queen,) in the community dressing, where a cross eyed middle aged woman asked the sales girl to get her one like mine. I felt like a piece of meat... a piece of meat no one would eat... mostly because this corset was so very unfatering. Have you ever heard of anything that made you look fat, thin, big busted, and small chested all at the same time? If you haven't, let me tell you about it: Me+that corset= that situation exactly.

Later, we ran to catch what was apparently the wrong bus. As we tore down the street, a bum made fun of me, saying, as we ran by: "What's going on? (something I didn't catch) that girl!" (I am 'that girl' in 'that sentace'.) In all fairness, besides the fact that I am a terrible runner normally, the cold weather made my asthma act up, I have an old ankle injury, and I was wearing rain boots. I was not prepaired to dart down a major San Franciscian street.

Luckily, we found our way home okay, and had dinner at a really cool 24 hour diner that's just around the corner.

I love San Fran. I can't wait to live here. I never had a good time here before this trip. Alyssa and Chris are the best people ever. I can't wait to spend the next minute with them...

Better get to it.


v.long. too long?

v.ewing

02:04 pm: It's a bigger world than Disney is letting on...


create your own visited country map
or write about it on the open travel guide


create your own visited states map
or write about it on the open travel guide


That's funny, right?

12:44 am: Spicy-ricey
tonight at dinner, (we ate at Strait's Cafe,) my meal was really spicy, but my rice was an anti-spice device.

Also: this just in: Alyssa and Christina have kicked me out of bed tonight so they can do it. Now I have to sleep on the loser's sofa in the living room. At least I'll have the spooky house sounds to distract me from the sexy sounds coming from the bedroom. Ay, yai, yai!

12:25 am: Yahoo chat: the undiscovered heaven
Alyssa, Chrstina, and I just got done turning on every boy in the "teen love" chat room. We used Chris' id though, so don't worry about my saftey.

San Francisco is good and bad. My messy, questionably gay uncle is stressing me out a bit, but the good food and company is... well, questionable at best. The good news is, they are making out in a druken fury right now, and making me a little uneasy. Chris just said: "Next stop, humpville."

It hailed today, but only because Christina made God angry by saying the national anthem was Noel.

My neck hurts from the weird angle I'm typing at, and I think we're taking a cig break anyway.


They are calling me. I better go.

12:02 am: A Poem for you (the reader), from us (Valyssarie)
I hate my life,
I ate my wife.

I built a boat
out of goat.

I ran away,
but fuck you, you're gay!

I spit up the moon
and made him my groom.

Did you eat a blackman for dinner?
No I ate someone thinner,

I masturbate verbatim,
I levitate your scrotum.

What am I doing?
Pretending to pick you nose,
No I'm not ,
I'm crossing my toes.

My leg is completely numb,
While my body is just dumb.

11:49 pm: God: The Mold Breakin' Phenom
Dear God,

Hey, how are you? Hope everything's fine up in your cloud mansion. So, listen: you have a little extra time to respond to me. I just got back from the doctor, and it turns out that I'm only a little pregnant, so we have some time to spare. But don't procrastinate for too long, because the window of time for being a little pregnant is only about five days. Besides, as I once heard on a public radio station: Procrastination is like masturbation: You only fuck yourself. And as God, I'm assuming that you are against that...

Anyway, say hi to the Mrs. for me. See ya Saturday.

-Valerie

11:32 pm: (this really isn't Valerie)
(i have access to val's journal, and she has yet to post herself, so i though ti would take the initiative!!! HAHAHA,) so today god, i woke up and walked into alyssa's room to play with napolean and talk to alyssa and elliot. then dumb dan walked in to tell us his stupid dream, no one was impressed. then alyssa and elliot left so i took and shower and watched an episode of the carol burnette show, i cant recall much after that, just starting this entry. wierd how things like that happen. God? when will you call? i'll need your help through this. call me back,
Valerie
(HAHAHAHAHAHA)

02:27 am: God? This is Valerie, are you up there?..*waiting for response*...
because i'm pregnant......
(Valery would totally say that)