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date Tonight I'm going on a date with myself. I'm a pretty cheap date. I just want to listen to NIN and check out The Simpson's at 7pm. So I called Madeline to see if she wanted to watch Simpson's. She was all, "sure," and then, "you sound sad." Hmmm. What's that about? ... I wondered. I recognized I was trying to fulfill a need within myself by hanging out with her. That's not going to work. She encouraged me to ask myself what I wanted to do and then simply do it. She was wonderfully more eloquent. Thank you, M.
quick 01:54 Sunday 14 November 1999 I'm so tired. "Today" I went to George R Brown Convention Center for a planning meeting for the Techno Cosmic Mass that will happen on 9 December
free! www.heartstormproductions.com is the URL for the event I think. It's free for all! Based on a rave type atmosphere, it will be a straight-edge (that means "no drugs" (for us straight-edge types)) combination of imagery, live and recorded sound, music, singing, rapping, spiritual stuff, big giant altars to the four directions/elements, just just just amazing! Come join us on the 9th! Or, if you want to help set up the thing, email me!
There were about 20 people at the planning meeting, including a cute girl named Madeline. I notice her as soon as she walked into the room. Turns out we kinda noticed each other, but didn't really talk until after the planning thing. We are working on the team that will build the altars for the four directions. I'm in charge of the water altar; she's in charge of the earth altar, and actually she is the head leader type person for all the altars. She asked if anyone could give her a ride home and I volunteered. We spent pretty much the whole day together (noon to 10:30pm). Went to High Fashion Fabrics and talked and asked questions and laughed lots about all variety of things. We discovered we both love Tori Amos. We spent a pretty long time there until I was getting quite hungry. (Madeline is apparently a fabric junkie). We took flyers for the Techno Cosmic Mass to Soundwaves, Chemistry Records, Record Rack, and Cactus Records. Oh, and one more place but I don't remember the name. To Mission Burritos where we ate a burrito each and laughed more and more. Acorns fell on our table a few times; we shared inside jokes; we just had a blast talking. To Amy's Ice Cream, where we saw Heather from KTRU and told her about the upcoming event. Ate ice cream and I stories about YRUU and sign language; lots of laughing and fun. Then to Madeline's house, where she read about my birth numbers: 27/9 and we found that under the surface (into our inner workings and "issues") we are actually amazingly similar. We have similar relationship patterns, similar driving forces, just similar stuff. To her room, where we listened to Tori Amos (and PJ Harvey for a bit) and talk talk talked. There was a bit of sexual tension present, but we were both wise enough to know it would hugely damage our innocent relationship. Talk talk talk until 10:32pm when I left for Ultimate frisbee at UH.
Chased the frisbee and Justin around the field (that sounds bad) and had a great time. (When Justin and I are on opposite teams, we like to cover each other. We are both better at offense than defense when one of us covers the other.) Played 3 games between like 11pm and 12:40am. Drove home, called Madeline at 1am. Number is disconnected. Redialed. Same thing. Redialed. Same thing. DOH!!!! Dug through the phone book, racking my brain for her last name. T something. Ugh. This sucks. 20 minutes of scanning through all the last names that start with T in order to find one that kinda looked familiar. Nothing. Took a shower. Wrote this entry. 02:16am now. Good night.
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