April 1, 2002
Adventures of Jill and Kelsi
Today was a day of adventuring.
Mallory and I went to the park to walk her/her brother's dog, Scooter. He is a Jack Russel terrier and super cute. And he likes me! I must be dog people. We went past the creek where Cassy, Clare, Kelsi and I used to go and I was reminded blissfully of summer's past. We must do that again this year, and maybe Kels and I can bring out guitars and harass park patrons with our shitty, folk-y music.
While that was exciting, it does not compare to the event that was driving to the thrift store with Kelsi. As in Kelsi driving. She did a beauteous job and didn't kill us. We listened to Incubus and Hanson and bought pretty thrifty clothing. I got a shirt, a skirt, two scarves, and a sweater vest for six dollars. How wicked is that?
I shall likely spend the rest of the night trying to decide upon something to wear tomorrow. And then with my luck Brandon will not even be there.
Dude, the name of the casino host that works the midnight shift is Branden Boyd. While a subtly different spelling, I was delighted to discover this all the same.
Perhaps I should go work on my epic novel. Or try on clothes.
O, boys, you who are both my obsession and my woe...
astera at 7:55 p.m.