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May. 15th, 2001 | 10:52 pm
mood: happyhappy
music: Ronan Keating -- When You Say Nothing At All

It has been a weird day. A very very weird day.

I drove the Bonneville to get my license tabs this morning. I woke up at some ungodly hour like 8 am or something like that and for whatever reason couldn't get back to sleep. Go figure. So I went on the wonderful adventure that is getting license tabs in Minnesota. License tabs are these lovely stickers that you have to have on your license plate to say that your car is current... because if you don't have them, you get a $200 fine every time you get pulled over or something like that. Which is kind of stupid, but anyway. So I got into the Bonneville which is the most evil car on the planet because there is no way to move the driver's seat of the car around so that I can, at my whopping height of 5' 3" both see out of the car and hit the gas pedal. This does not make for good driving. So, needless to say, I was *very* glad to have my stickers to put on my happy little Saturn and then I had a lovely time bonding with the Saturn today as I drove to Mall of America and other places.

I think I've driven 3 of my family's 4 cars today. The Bonneville (Ben's), the Saturn (mine) and the Windstar (Mom's). I've done a lot of driving today. lol.

Anyway. I drove my Saturn and went to Mall of America and then went home and then went up to the high school that I no longer attend and realized how very surreal things are when you go back. It's like... people remembered me and were really glad to see me and wanted to know how college was and how I was and all of that... which I guess I never expected to have when I left. I suppose there's something about the fact that you don't realize the impression you are making while you're making it... you're so busy being in the moment and living through things that you don't take the time to step out of yourself and look at how you appear to the world around you.

I felt very loved and special, but also very ill at ease. It was weird.

The Thespian banquet will ROCK, by the way. Happiness.

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oh allison my aim is true

saturns!

from: alamoo
date: May. 15th, 2001 10:01 pm (UTC)
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ack, i have a saturn and i loove it. i've put it through so much shit since i got it and it's always come through like a trooper. what kind of saturn is yours? mines a 92 sl1 and for a ten year old car, it amazes me. :-D

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Liz

Re: saturns!

from: stellae
date: May. 16th, 2001 02:37 pm (UTC)
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Hehe! Mine is a 93 4-door. I love it to bits. :-)

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Poetry

from: anonymous
date: May. 17th, 2001 03:35 pm (UTC)
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Listen to how poetic that sounds, removed from the context of automobiles: "The Bonneville, the Saturn, and the Windstar." You could be talking about epic ships, or planets! And you have put the three names in their most sonorous order. How good it is that you have this ear for sound, for poetry!

Glad it goes well back home; I'll be there May 26.

Love, D.S.

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