2001-07-23 - 12:12 a.m.
and the big day has passed, and thank god, dave is alright. i was up at abnormally dumb hours in my bed last night worrying. not his fault though, just a miscommunication. he had his car all along, he just was separated from his friends, and alone, which makes me feel bad too... but it ended up well, because he got to have fantastical journeys with his friends to confusing parties and, shit, dave gets to meet his favorite band! so exciting.
anyway, today was wonderful. simple and perfect. i got everything that i could want. my dad took me shopping, spent hundreds of dollars on my now jcrew clad body. my mom made me this great cake. and dave took me to dinner, and were thoroughly confused by crouching tiger, and he gave me the wilco double album [oh hell yeah], and so much more, yeah. goddamn im happy. thats all it takes right there. well, just the dave part is all it takes. the clothes and the cake are an added bonus. im happy, yay! and im 18, yay!! well i do not care to bloviate further on my beautiful day. ooh bloviate.
i should mention that sam was there last night, and it was somewhat awkward. we didnt talk much. i had to look away often to avoid his sheepish looks, i didnt mind doing that. nor did i mind playing poker with him. he called today to wish my day well. i cut it short, although i appreciated it. thats all.
goodnight. take care.
"i got you, and its all i need." wilco.
