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Robert Zimmerman

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Caseohol... I guess. But I'm not drunk.
Sunday 3.27.05 6:52 pm

The past few days have actually been pretty enjoyable. Casey and I have been chilling at my house, several malls, downtown SF, her house, and a few other places for their entirety. She slept over two days in a row, unfortunately forcing me to either give up my bed or share it (so I shared grudgingly), and basically used me as a fashion consultant both mornings... which is pretty retarded. I'm not one for staring at clothes and saying "good" or "bad." I eventually gave up and dressed her to shut her up.

But anyway, quite possibly the most interesting thing we did was try to go to the movies. We left my house and got to the theater, only to realize I'd forgotten my wallet and she only had enough money for a little over one ticket. We stood outside and protested the ticket prices until the manager came out and yelled at us, though, and he gave us stuff to shut us up. I don't really remember what we were doing at the time he came out, though. It was either screaming about not having enough money to feed the llama if we bought tickets or if we were just singing/making up the words to "If I Only Had a Ticket." Oh, right. He ended up giving me this weird Century poster and a free pass. I didn't realize he'd given me a free pass till we'd gone home, though. I think Casey got one also.
Uh. I don't really feel like saying anything else, though. It's cold and I'm hungry even though I ate Case's parents' cooking.

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I'm Not Existing
Tuesday. 3.22.05 9:53 pm

Nothing too interesting is going on. It's been rather rainy so I don't really want to go out and do anything but sitting around is getting kind of dull also. I'm still pretty mad at Casey since she's worse at taking hints (and blunt statements for that matter) than I am. I think she's kind of mad about the one-sided me and Emerald thing... oh well, it's not really her place to criticize me over it anyway.

Moving on, I'm helping out with a [pretty retarded] German class at Skyline for a few more days and it's been kind of annoying so far. I won't bore you with great detail, but the teacher is an asshole. I don't even know why he needed me to help with the class...

Music rocks, by the way. It's all about Oasis and The Postal Service this week. And Gravity Kills also. Thank you, Music, for preserving my sanity but I can't forgive you for reminding me of lonliness.

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Haight and Chips
Saturday 3.12.05 10:33 am

I'd try to say something incredibly profound, but my mind doesn't operate like that. Especially when I haven't been doing anything inspirational. For the sake of updating on things, though, I lived up to my tradition of accidentally alienating people with a record three on Friday: David, Marie, and Casey. Actually, I'm aware of not wanting to talk to Casey for a while thanks to that lovely incident on the Haight that led to her house on... Wednesday? Possibly Thursday. I don't really want to remember. But I'm not really alienating her so much as ignoring. On the flip side, David and Marie want absolutely nothing to do with me as far as I can tell, and Nicole is disgusted with me for some unknown reason.

Nothing too grand has been going on these days. I've gotten over the cookie thing, since Emerald actually ate a few of them... after giving them to Jimmy and sending me into a sort of internal depression until she asked him for some. At least I didn't cry again. That would've sucked.

Oh yes, the Haight without the Casey factor was nice. More music purchased and I even got to hang with John for an hour before the huge argument. We got some damn good "Fish and Chips" at some place called "Fish and Chips" (or something very similar) and were having fun with the tartar sauce.
"Oh. My. God. It's dripping on my leg. Do realize what that looks like?! AHAHAHAHA!" John was laughing so hard he fell over in his chair, sending it flying into the back of some middle-aged woman's chair and causing her to scream with a great intensity. Good times.

But, yeah, nothing too great to discuss. I shared some pizza with Todd while we discussed random stuff and as of... somewhere around eight or nine tonight, I'd mentioned Emerald ten times since two-ish this afternoon (to him, mind). But sharing gossip is always fun and Todd's got some interesting takes on a lot of it.

Later, DS

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Harmless Dreams
Sunday 3.5.05 10:59 pm

I'm kinda mad. My Art History class went into the city, and I thought it was going to be really cool because I was going to go the Haight afterwards, but no. Dr. Hunt made everyone go back into Millbrae with the rest of the class. It was Emerald, Todd, and I that really wanted to stay, if you know who we are and care. Anyway, I ended up conforming and going back to Millbrae, eating with Todd and Tom, then taking Bart back to 16th and Misson and met up with Casey and seven of her giggly friends. It was interesting to say the least. We hit Amoeba, so I'll be getting into some new listening trends as well. Since getting home about an hour ago, I've been liking Moments in Grace - Moonlight Survived (particularly Broken Promises). I also got a Lit CD, one from Keane, and I finally found the 2003 Ward 21 (reggae, if you didn't know) CD. I love them. ^.^

Oh yeah, after that, I spent about four hour shopping at every single clothing store we passed. Some of the stuff they were picking out for me wasn't bad, but it was all too expensive so I made them put it back. And, of course, at the end of the day, Casey got a big smile and pulled a few bags out from hers and everyone had pitched in to get me everything I'd declined. I feel really, really bad. Emerald's the only person I'd even consider spending that much money on... Ugh. Oh well. They'd better not be trying to get me on a guilt trip.

So I actually had a semi-eventful day, which was nice. Just a tad worried about Emerald all day since she was in the city also... even if it is pretty damn safe, a lot of stuff can happen in a San Francisco.

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There's the Bright Side
Monday 2.28.05 4:11 pm

Yeah, she's definitely going to kill me eventually. For one thing or another. I definitely overstepped the line (again). But... I'll deal with that when it comes... And hopefully things won't get any worse between us. At least I've got a few minutes to be hopeful in three days...

So there's not much going on. I'm actually a day ahead in Physics work, which won't last long, but it's nice to know I'm not slacking yet. Of course, I am slacking in math a bit... and a lot in English... and French. And, well, pretty much every other subject. I'm pretty motivated in PE, though. Mr. Tenerowicz is pretty cool and we either play Lacrosse or Badminton (and I love both sports). He says I'm definitely going to get recruited if we ever make a Lacrosse team for Mills (which kind of annoys me) but I suppose it's all good. I don't think he'd force it on me like Rich and Wheeler - plus there's no way they're going to make a new team with all of this budget-related mess.

And that's the story of my life. I'm worried about love and doing a great job slacking on everything else. It definitely feels like it's worth it though. Three days!

Later, DS
~ Smile like you mean it.

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Starstruck
Friday 2.25.05 5:16 pm

Okay, is it just me or does it seem really stupid that I've got people asking me for advice about girls? I trip over myself and do the "perfect wrong" pretty much everytime I'm given the option without even realizing it. Now if that's not a good reason to quit asking me for advice, I don't know what is... But it apparently isn't too good of a reason since they ask after I explain that to them at length... I try not to say too much because it's definitely not right to lead anyone into my sort of rut.

And, also, you can't go to people for problems with everything. What kind of a boyfriend is someone who asks some other guy what to do in every situation he gets/wants to get into? It's like you're a walking version of the other guy - taking the main part of his personality and making those decisions seem your own. I feel pretty bad for anyone that might happen to, since it's stupid to do anything you don't want to yourself. If you accept that someone else's idea is better than your own without considerable thought towards the idea you had... Sorry, but you're hopeless. Especially if you don't even think for yourself and just ask someone else to think for you. I'll tell you what that is. Retarded.
Well, enough of that.

Blah, blah, blah, blah. Life sucks. Blah. Blah. Blah, blah, blah, I'm depressed. Blah. (I've been reading a lot of that as of late and it's getting to me. I'm not saying I'm not like that, since I do whine about stuff, but it does get annoying. At least there are a few people that are actually justified in saying their lives suck...)

Anyway. Not too much going on with me. Yes, I'm still sad about all of this that's going on, but I'm hopeful too. That, in turn, makes me hopeless, apparently. Go figure. I hope I did the right thing for her today...

Later, DS
~ Friday I'm in Love. It's a fitting song, right? (Despite the fact that it's continuous.)

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