She will be loved

Sunday, Sept. 04, 2005


Accident today, hit pole, big car damage, no damage to myself or others, lots of damage to my insurance, fucked up.

That's what I should be writing about, instead I want to write about Kent.

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Okay, he's a jerk. Asshat. That's a given.

Amy saw him today. We were on our way to get lunch and see the 40 Yr-old Virgin (I am not meant to see this movie!), in separate cars, when I got into the accident. I got lost (in an unfamiliar neighborhood where I didn't feel so safe being a white girl stranded with a station wagon) and ended up making a right turn into a telephone pole. I called my insurance company (which my mom now says was a "huge" mistake) and Amy waited with me for the tow truck and then drove me home. We hung out for a long time on my balcony, (it was so weird to sit out there and not smoke! - 4 days now!) talking and looking at books. While we were out there, Kent came in to the building and we said hi; he was carrying what I swear was an IKEA box (shithead!). A little while later we saw him run out in running clothes (he didn't look back at us). But then he came back in again a minute later, this time I was facing Amy, not our entrance, so I pretended I didn't see him, but Amy said he smiled at her (she smiled back). Then he ran out a minute later, this time with a armband/walkman on (not looking back again).

I can't believe he smiled at her. I don't know why, but I'm very jealous. Very.

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She said he looked much more normal than she expected, not as geeky.

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He's a jerk for using me.

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I'm a jerk for hitting the pole. I'm a jerk for not calling my mother immediately after hitting the pole.

Watching/Hearing/Listening to: XTC - Blame the Weather
Drinking: diet pepsi lime and eating Ruffles C & SC potato chips (whole bag = 6 pts)
Wearing: blue shorts, xtc oranges and lemons tee, white socks, brown loafers

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