Thursday, Apr. 25, 2002 - 8:23 PM

I've gone on a Sloan kick. Thought of a song we could cover- maybe duet? :)

Deeper Than Beauty

I suppose that I've seen you three times now
And I guess that I'm wondering how
You keep the boys at bay
I have a feeling that they
Are wondering too

I've seen you with your hair down at least five times
And always wondered
what makes a man commit crimes?
But even I would sometimes
If it weren't for the likes of you

And your glasses, your hideous glasses
When you remove them I would rather skip my classes and be caught
Than to entertain the thought
That someday you'll just put them on again
But I can make the best of it until then

Still I know you go deeper than your beauty
You go well above and beyond the call of duty
To your country and your school
But I grew up too cool

I'm like the rest of them with our thumbs up our asses
If you call I will come
But I'm about as quick as molasses
When I dream of you
You're not wearing your glasses
La la la la la, la la la, la la la la la la la la!


Fan belt's gone on the car for at least the 3rd time this year. Parents ticked, rented a PT Cruiser. Weird little car, big and small at the same time. I quite like it tho. Silver and shiny (just call me a Spice Girl.)

Also: got interview monday. General help to little old lady (that's what she sounded like, anyway), esp. outdoors stuff. I've never really had a real outdoorsy summer job, well, except for door-to-door with Mosaic. But not like a, you know, traditional, mowing lawns and stuff kind of job. :) I sorta feel like that's what summer jobs should be. She's paying $10/r, 40hrs/week- dunno what kinda person needs 4 people for 40hrs/week, and as Daddy said, she might be a looney, but I'm not picky about my money. Would probably be tax-free, too. As long as she got da green, I will be there!
(Am leery about it tho- Rosedale houses are BIG, but they can't be big enough to necessitate 160 man-hours a week... Guess I'll find out. An interview doesn't mean a committment.)

Dying to see Spidey. Hope I actually have some cash this summer. $1600/month would be nice. I could finally start my RRSP. And get the birthday presents I owe people, and the school-money I owe Mum, and makeup I owe myself. And I'm damn-well gonna buy a Gold membership to Diaryland at the very least, cuz Andrew fucking deserves it and dammit I'm tired of everyone else's banners. I wanna cyberpollute too!
I just want this summer to be good. Now, how the hell do I go about convincing Mum she needs a shrink...?


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