funny how old friends always find you

Adam. Hadn't seen him in two years or more, hadn't talked to him in a long time, thought he was long gone.

Then the phone rang.

I usually don't even answer my cell phone if I don't know who it is.

He was there and then we were having coffee together and it was so wonderful to know that even though it seemed like he was lost, he was somewhere wondering where I was and if I was still here.

so now we able to resume our correspondance and know for sure that someone's on the other end.

cheers,

stine

Response to anonymous caller

I don't understand why someone would read one or two posts on my blog and then take it upon themselves to leave me a comment telling me how dull it is. In my opinion, it would be easier to move along, and read some blog about something else, say what a fifteen year old kid got away with last night, and how all the puke looked.

I have never had an issue with posting my thoughts online. Hell, I started doing it eleven years ago, when the internet was still an unfamilar entity and life was simpler. I suppose when I was eighteen I wasn't quite so dull, but then again, I probably was. Because being a dull and being an observant person kinda go hand in hand. Observant people don't create thrills and chills, they simply watch and record them.

I don't know why this anonymous comment from some jerk on the internet has made me feel like thrashing my computer and never posting another entry on here...

maybe it's just that I feel misunderstood.

And I hope that part of why my blog is dull is because my life's so full and keeping me busy.

Oh, and anonymous, whoever you may be, if you read this, get bent.

cheers.

letters in the mail

I love getting things in the mail.

My latest issue of Time Out Chicago arrived (my first magazine subscription in some time) to rescue me from the boredom of being sick. also I received a letter from my school. I tend to open letters from my school with some lackluster, usually because they are bills or some sort of bad news.

This one, however, was a short and polite letter informing me that I have been put on the Dean's List for my "superior academic attainments" last semester. I thought that was kind of cool. I was a little disheartened that it arrived on a sick day in which I missed two classes and am already falling behind this semester, but what can you do? some days you're up and some you're down.

I suspect that my prospects of getting straight A's again this semester rest squarely on my ability to attend as many classes as possible and doing as much homework as I can, two areas that I tend to, shall we kindly say, short cut in favor of more exciting things in life, such as, but not limited to, the arrival of my laptop (last wednesday, skipped english class), hanging out with my friend Marilyn (advanced fiction homework set aside for later) and sitting on the couch watching cartoons with Eric.

but anyway, go me!

cheers.