...Got this feeling that today doesn't like me...
February 02, 2003 | 5:45 p.m.

Today I bought brown and blue yarn to make a scarf. If I complete it, which I'm pretty sure I will not, it will be my first ever completed scarf from about seven attempts. I listened to Elliot Smith, Pedro the Lion, and Piebald all the way through and can't get past the second row without making mistakes. I am very much not crafty.

I am very happy for the following two reasons:

Reason #1: Bobby from alkalinetrio.diaryland.com is making me a mixtape in exchange for a cd of new Weakerthans songs. Yay!
Reason #2: I found out from Anthony's new site diepopstar.com that Matthew Good is on tour. Normally this would be the point in the entry where I begin to get mad because no one ever plays in Ottawa. But instead I get to say that he actually is coming and will be playing the Congress Centre. Not so good of a venue but that's fine with me. Two nights before Ottawa, he'll be playing in Montreal which I also want to go to. That would be two Matthew Good shows in three days. Mmmmm.

Now for the sad part. I am not happy for the following two reasons.

Reason #1: My Algebra & Geometry class, which was going quite well with a good teacher and a nice looking and intellectually stimulating classroom, got switched into a different room (non-intellectually stimulating) with a different teacher. I'm sorry, but I can't learn the hardest possible course to take in high school from a gym teacher who spends half of his time talking about himself and his morning workout and another quarter of the time talking about sports and cryptic crosswords. If you're quick, you'll realize that with all that non-Algebra & Geometry talk we're only left with about a quarter of the class time actually talking about the subject we are supposed to learn. I was so mad that when I got home I decide to drop the course. That will teach them for changing teachers on us.
Reason #2: the person who keeps leaving really inappropriate messages in my guestbook. For which I have this to say to them: (watch out, major tone change)

This will be the only time that I address this issue. Obviously all that you want is attention and I refuse to give you the satisfaction. I don't know who you are and I'm sure that you don't know who I am. With that said, nothing that you write will affect me in any way. So go ahead, write all the messages you want. I won't read them. I'll just delete them. In the end you'll be spending your free time, which I'm sure that you have a lot of given the situation, writing messages that I won't read. And don't bother putting other people's diary addresses because I realize that no one would be dumb enough to actually put their own.

...pulled along :: pulled apart...