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no april fool's tricks here. i am always the "unamused" one.

i'm about ready for spring now. even if this is only to be able to put my plants outside and finally rid my indoor world of fruit flies. they are the most persistently annoying creatures EVER.

i dreamt about iota and her stupid plastic guitar and indie bands and things all manners of her. damn you! (and what, you can actually GET salt and vinegar chips in the states? wow.)

i also dreamt that my dad was driving us around in the snow but not steering and not being very careful.

i'm having a weird open line of communication with my dad right now. it's in its infancy stage, but i'm making him open up to me about personal issues, like personal losses. i think that if i can communicate my personality and beliefs to him, he will see me not as some baby pelican with an open gullet, waiting for regurgitated cash, but as...human? a person? someone to respect? i'm telling you, in my family? this is all too much to ask for...

i'm working on essay #2, out of 4, and, well, since i'm here, it's not going so well. perhaps i will stay up tonight and work in the wee hours.

OH. and i'm becoming at expert at making fresh spring rolls. i made about 15 of them last night, and socks and i ate until we busted our guts. this is certainly the life...

OH. and a juice bar is opening up down the street, and dude, i'm so going to apply! i will be one of those hippies with poo-dreads who look at you funny when you mispronounce "spirulina". hey, i'm fondling my crystal deodorant right now, if you have any doubts.