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Tuesday, November 21, 2000

12:28am

Robert just tried to talk philosophy with me at a late hour when my head was dizzy. He suggested reading Neitzche (i am only guessing at how to spell that) would contribute to my songwriting. It works for Jeff Martin apparently. I said no thank you, I don't care to write songs about philosophy, I'd rather write songs about boys. 12:30am

9:07am

I couldn't possibly write down all the dreams I have here. I remember dreams every night. Most of them seem significant in one way or another. I don't really understand what this place is doing to my unconscious mind because it's never been this active. 9:09pm

6:49pm

I woke up at least four times this morning. I had to keep going back to sleep because every time I did, the dream I was having would pick up where the alarm left it. It was something weird about a dangerous beach where my cousins and I were hanging out. We kept seeing the lead singer of Soul Asylum (whose name curiously escapes me now) walking around with a girl. I guess we were stalking him, he was getting annoyed.

When I finally managed to get myself out of bed, Robert informed me that he had been waiting for me to get up so we could go into Frankston. I told him I was ready. He took half an hour to get out the door.

I walked around in bad shoes and hurt my feet. I ended up walking home in my bare feet and Robert thought I was too slow. Robert thought a lot of things were too slow today.

I attempted bathing suit shopping today, but my body looks different and Robert was lacking patience. We bought used books at an op shop cuz both of us had run out. Robert found Robert Cormier books for me. It was nice that he remembered Cormier was my favourite author. I also bought a funny present for Maggie.

All in all, I think I'll go shopping by myself tomorrow. 7:30pm

10:29pm

I just finished watching "Deep Impact". I remembered that when I almost cry, but don't actually, I get this amazing taste in my mouth. Seriously, for many minutes afterward I can just sit there and discover this incredible taste in my mouth. Robert thinks it's funny when people cry at movies, but I knew that before I came here. As I watched movie Americans frantically packing movie set highways with their panicking families and all their personal belongings, I couldn't help thinking that if I were in the movie facing the threat of Earth's extinction from a giant comet, I would sit at home with my family and Shaughn and eat chocolate chip cookie dough.

(They say crap a lot in this country and everyone has a mobile phone. I mean everyone.)10:38pm

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