Dear Diary,
It's been a while since I've posted. I've been home for three days now, and have worked three days at Capers... My brother sneered that I am a capitalist. Is he forgetting which of his sisters is in Hong Kong at the WTO conference right now? He is currently watching Spiderman on TBS for the second night in a row.
Tomorrow hopefully I will be riding horses in Enumclaw, WA, with my delightful cousins. The next day, I will be in Canada being wrapped in seaweed with cucumbers over my eyes.
Love,
Diana

Dear Diary,
I hate facebooking in public, but it's what I'm forced to do since my laptop is posessed by demons. I turn it on and it just beeps and scrolls through everything i try and look at, really fast, and trys to click on everything at the same time. It's exactly what the computer would do if it was posessed. Perhaps I should get it excorcised instead of sending it back to compaq.
Lately in my jaunts around campus I have overheard a bunch of really funny conversations and I can't help but laugh out loud a little bit. Then I realize I'm acting creepy, and damnit I'm walking alone again. But here's two of my favorites. These boys were talking about how their grandparents only give them money for school if they promise to keep them informed on their college lives. They were joking around like, "okay grandma- check it. So I was at this keg last night, right? I was soooo geeeked, but this chick with a bangin body was totally feelin me and so I was like, why not?... " This made me laugh because they got really into this raunchy monologue. It pointed out just how little parents, and even more so, grandparents, know about what their kids are doing. But don't worry mom, we all know what I'm doing at college. Blogging.
The other comment I overheard was this morning. This girl was talking about the tea she was drinking. "So I bought this English Breakfast tea, and then I bought this Irish Breakfast tea, but I can't tell the difference. I bet one is probably Protestant and one is Catholic." haha! religion jokes! no? you didn't like it? too bad, I'm getting my laughs wherever I can these days.
Love,
Diana

Dear Diary,
My computer is hella broken. no more keyboard. But the genuis boy from IT with the fancy diesel jeans hooked up another keyboard to it, so as long as I have another keyboard and a mouse to attach to it, I can get all of my crap off of it before I mail it off to the computer hospital to get fixed for a pretty penny. It is getting awfully easy to focus on all the negative crap in my life, sometimes I forget the good.
-I'm not sick with whooping cough or something.
-My sister is in the Philippines giving a powerpoint and wearing a powersuit. Which is endlessly amusing to think about.
-I am accumulating a nice headband collection. Even though I lost my white one. Balls.
-There is snow in the mountains, hallelujah
Love,
Diana

Dear Diary,
Unfortunately I didn't break my record for the amount of catering done during finals week. Last year I'm pretty sure it was around 33 hours, this year only 25. Too bad. I think that I am about to have a meltdown from all of the stresses in my life. I thought that my laptop breaking this morning was bad enough. (and it looks like a hardware thing, not software. great. fabulous. sensational.) But then i went and catered a holiday party at the law school for almost NINE hours. i got done at 10 pm. giving me approximately one hour to study for my psych final before i fall over dead. one party? nine hours? that's impossible, right? oh but it's not. There is the setup, and the dinner, then drinks+dessert, and of course the clown, and the cleanup. I'm pretty sure the million china cups filled with melted ice cream and caramel was my favorite part.
Oh and one more thing for the road. being afraid of clowns is such a cliche. get over it already. please. What's so scary about a guy making balloon animals and wearing a little makeup? nothing.
Love,
Diana