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![]() "In vacant or in pensive mood..." I am: Bekah; 24; Law Student / Favorite Things: Carbs (so there!), Johnny Damon, Smiling at babies, Grilled cheese, Comfortable silence / Favorite Supreme Court Justice: Brennan / Favorite Wilson: Owen by an inch / Today's Special: Song: Elliott Smith, "Bled White"; Quote: "You know, there's like a butt-load of gangs at this school. This one gang kept wanting me to join because I'm pretty good with a bowstaff." Please love me: mmbekah@yahoo.com ![]() February 2003 March 2003 April 2003 May 2003 June 2003 July 2003 August 2003 September 2003 October 2003 November 2003 December 2003 January 2004 February 2004 March 2004 April 2004 May 2004 June 2004 July 2004 August 2004 September 2004 October 2004 November 2004 December 2004 January 2005 September 2005 |
Tuesday, August 19, 2003
Am I That Transparent? Inside the mind of Bekah. Sunday night. In a neighborhood bar chatting with friends. Watch a boy and his girlfriend (?) playing darts. Watch the strange man at the dart board next to them doing weird Tai Chi moves (holding the darts out and gazing at them for extended periods of time before throwing them with a dramatic flourish and a toss of the head). Laugh at his expense. Watch the boy from dart board #1 walk over to the jukebox and program some songs. Hear Pete Yorn's "Crystal Village" come on. Become vaguely-to-moderately impressed with boy's choice (as compared to Linkin Park and Dave Matthews). Consider again whether the girl is his girlfriend. Wait for a lull in conversation. Bekah: That guy just put on Pete Yorn. That's pretty cool. I don't like the second album as much, but still, there are several songs... Friends: Mmhmm...anyway... Bekah: (casually) Sooo...anyone want to come over to the jukebox with me? I really want to hear-- Costa: No Bekah, no. You just want to impress that guy with your musical selections. And besides, everyone's ready to go home. Bekah: Oh. Right. Yeah (fake yawns), I was ready to go anyway... It's scary when your friends know you this well. |