"From Tragedy to Triumph: The Tales of Baroness Brie"
Chapter 1: "Apex, Pit, and Plateau"
01/14/08
Speaking of dreams, I had one the other night about some kind of ward or something... I was kind of frantic because there was so much food and I was eating so much of it... cake and whatnot. Anyway, the significant part I remember is when I went up to this cart that had, like, breakfast cereal boxes. So I tried to pic one, but instead of cereal, there were snakes in the boxes. It was pretty crazy.
Chapter 2: "A Staggering Change of Pace"
03/07/08
Today is a tragic loss of happiness and I kind of want to kill myself a little. Work and a fall of insurmountably embarrassing proportions, home to take a nap and...
The nap just pretty much drained me of all my joy. It sucks.
Chapter 3: "What a Day For a Daydream"
03/27/08
I'm not sure why I refrained from telling you the best story there is to tell... And I'm not even sure if I should even tell you now. Perhaps is a fear that I'll jinx it. I mean, nothing between your pages leaks out, but saying it here makes things, I don't know, cement. I shouldn't be afraid to tell you, but I am. And when it's read in the future is the only time I'll even regret penning the words.
Chapter 4: "Broken Records Bear Repeating", or "How I Learned to Love Loneliness"
04-01-08
It's done. I'm glad. Once again, I'm on my own road with no hand to grasp. And it's really quite okay. I'm rather glad I didn't pour the details into your pages, as in the end, they weren't even worth it. What's done is done, and that's the way it should be. at least for now.
Moving on is easier when you're the one who wants to.
Chapter 5: "Happenstancism", or "Forty-three Ways to Change the World"
04/22/08 (about 2:30am)
My life is brilliant. My life is bold. My life is beyond all comprehension.
Unfortunately, my life starts tomorrow at about 9am, so sleep is trying to get some Brie and so am I.
Promises, promises to fill you in, but my status as a promise graveyard remains intact.
Chapter 6: "Inhale, Exhale"
05/07/08
Yeah, I like him, but honestly, there's no solid basis for me to start an infection of 'feelings'. I don't know. I guess it's better to let things roll and see where this ball stops.
I am so tired.
Chapter 7: "Phenomenon", or, "Doot doo doo-doo doot", or "Jacks In Boxes Don't Truly Know When Either"
05/29/08
The Stone Temple Pilots show was really good. I asked a random parking lot attendant for his hat, but it's job issued, so he offered me a hug instead. Cute, but a little odd. As though it wasn't odd for me to ask him for his hat. He crushed my body with the force of 75 wool sweaters.
Chapter 8: "An Object in Emotion"
07/04/08
I'm hoping I can do what I gotta do, but I don't even know what to do right now.
Chapter 9: "The Belly of the Beast"
07/09/08 (2:22am)
I went to Dunkin' Donuts for a coffee for MYSELF for the first time ever today. I was going to make tea before I left, but I couldn't find the Pyrex. So I drove to D&D's and grabbed an iced mocha latte with whipped cream.
Chapter 10: "Fate and Her F*ckery"
07/26/08 (2:20am)
He's changed, you know? I mean, maybe it's the way he's always been, and I'm less blinded, now, but things are definitely different. That freaks the sh*t out of me.
F*ck.
See the situation I've gotten myself into?
F*ck.
F*CK.
I don't know how things will go from here, but I know I'm walking a thin line.
Chapter 11: "From the Top to the Bottom", or "My Life As a WonkaVator"
08/29/08
I'm so over it. I'm impossibly over it. I'd have better luck standing in a field with a knitting needle to attract lightning if I want sparks in my life.
Chapter 12: "How to Kill Yourself By Living", or "Everything Seems Better In the Dark"
09/15/08 (11:05pm)
UPDATE: Wednesday
F*ckall McGall came in an hour and a half late for the sendback... and screwed up one of the counts so bad that I had to search EVERY tote to find the discrepancy. He's SO not getting any more pages.
Chapter 13: "Heated Discussions and Cold Stares"
10/15/08 (3:23am)
Sunday after work, I went to see City of Ember. Really great concept of a dystopic society under threat of doom. And my personal first encounter with a star-nose mole. I wish I didn't go alone, but I swear I was willing to clutch the leg of Creepy Trenchcoat Guy for positive reinforcement against fear.
Chapter 14: "Farewells, Hellos, and the Happy In-Between", or, "What I Learn From the Elevator of Life"
12/31/08 (9:10pm)
My apologies, but due to constant procrastinations and ill planning on my own two parts, you won't be finished this year. I'd really rather stay and finish. No, I really rather would. But a friend's a friend.
I love you, Cib.
I love you so dearly.
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