Shoo be doo wah, zit ditty zat dat dat dat dah, do be dah be dat dat dada... I want to learn how to scat like a pro, like the guy in Deadeye Dick, that Kurt Vonnegut book.

I'm at the point where I'm starting to think in Dairy Queen. It's horrible. I've been working sooo much lately. Nothing but work work work. Ice cream cone this, Blizzard that. Aaaarahaghtgahtqahahghtaaahhg. (Caveman sound of exasperation.)

On Friday I worked from 10 in the morning until 9 at night, when Larissa came by and asked if I wanted to hang out. So I got off early and we drove to Rocky Point to go star gazing. Larissa not only left her headlights on, but when she went to get back in the car to turn them off, she realized she also locked the keys in the car. But Jess was at our rescue, so it was okay. We stargazed for a long time. It was wonderful. We saw some metorites, she showed me various constellations. Then we decided to go visit Patrick because we were cold. Stopped at the Bread Garden on the way there. The Bread Garden sucks. The food is really old and they never change the menu, and the menu's pretty small. I had macaroni and cheese. Then we went to Patrick's and sat around for a bit; then I went home.

I got me some new glasses on Saturday. Emo kid glasses. Everyone has 'em, but I don't care. They're cool. And they suit me. I don't get them till Friday. I'm superexcited. I usually hate wearing my glasses 'cos they're the wrong prescription and ugly as hell. But wearing contacts alllll the time is really hard on your eyes.

I'm being very extremely boring tonight.

Sunday night Patrick, Ryan, Catherine Inkpen, and her friend Erin and I drove to Buntzen Lake where we had planned to go swimming. After walking for about half an hour, we arrived at a rock and sat in silence in the beauty of the night. Lots of stars and mountains and water and trees. It was wonderful. The water was completely fucking freezing. I didn't even go halfway in. But we sat and enjoyed, and watched the moon rise. On the way back we could see everything in silver light. I love moonlight. The walk back was much too long as I was growing very tired. I slept in the van on the way home.

More work tonight, and then off to another bad evening at Hotel Jagger. Just lots of stupid people who I don't care about and vice versa. And snobs, and wasted people, and people I have nothing in common with. I always feel so out of place, awkward, socially incompetent. I admit there are a few people I like who hang out there, but overall I just don't enjoy myself at all.

And I'm writing very poorly and droning on tonight. So it's off to bed and up for another day of work. Wooooooo.