can you believe this crap?! from the papers of diana freeburg

worlds most fascinating college graduate

Saturday, December 18, 2004

Dear Diary,
I went to work today. at capers, not catering. it started out okay, but then it got all out of control. we were understaffed. we ran out of about everything imaginable. including bread. how are we sposed to make sandwiches without bread? then everyone had to have a cow about everything. good thing I have a solid four days to rest up for my next shifts.
I am glad Christmas only comes once a year. I am sick of it. People spend so much money! not just on gifts, but on expensive decorations, festive music, old time christmas candy and god knows what else. Is this what is important about christmas? no. I did not hear Jesus mentioned once here.
Love,
Diana

Friday, December 17, 2004

Dear Diary,
Going christmas shopping always seems like a good idea, but it's not! It's a terrible idea. terrible! everything is so dang expensive, it's so crowded, i never find what I have a perfect vision of finding for people in my head. The money never goes as far as it should either. And let's just add to the stress of being downtown at rush hour by throwing in a stick shift from 1979.
My parents have a more exciting social life than I do. It is friday night and where is Diana? She is on the internet of course. And her parents are out on the town. Do you want to know what I did tonight? I at Safeway chinese food by myself, then i watched boring TV. Then I baked cookies and ran the dishwasher. I also went to the grocery store because we were out of milk.
I tried to start reading this book, but it's written by a British guy who is trying to be funny. you know how that always turns out. inevitably creepy. I don't think I will ever quite understand British people. They speak the same language, they look sorta like me, but somethings a little... off.
Love,
Diana

Wednesday, December 15, 2004

Dear Diary,
I am at home again. For what will be a long month I am sure. I was all excited to come home, but now i'm like, hey where's all my friends!? At least doing laundry here is free. I have a lot to do here I just can't think of any of it. It's time to make a list.
Today the train wasn't very full. the good new was that I got to have two seats to myself, the bad news was I didn't make any friends.
I wonder what the Sarahs are doing right now.
Love,
Diana

Tuesday, December 14, 2004

Dear Diary,
I just finished final #3. Now I only have one essay to finish and the hardest final EVER tomarrow.
My final today entailed finger puppets. That was fun. My group that was performing the puppet show met last night at Maggies (on campus cafe) to practice. It was pretty awesome because everyone else there was trying to study and we were obnoxiously acting out a skit in spanish with sock puppets. I'm glad this is how college turned out to be. Much less lame than hopelessly cramming grammer rules and vocabulary until the wee hours of the night
I have these finger puppets that are supposed to be cats, but there were only monkeys in our skit, so Julia decided that we should call them catunkys. For some reason, at the time, this was probably the funniest thing i have ever heard. In retrospect, not quite that funny. Only evokes a slight grunt-laugh. I hate it when that happens.
Love,
Diana