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Through My Eyes: A Journal
By Liz Root
Contact Liz by emailing her at liz@vagrantcafe.com
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3/6/2003
hello?
i might start writing in here again, who knows. looks like most of my archives have disappeared, so maybe that's for the best. time to move on instead of looking back. maybe i'll have carter design a new format for me, and i'll want to post here again more often.
an update of sorts:
i still like working in the coffee shop. lots of 17 and 18 year old skater boys have crushes on me. where were these guys when i was their age? oh yeah, i was ugly.
i'm planning some cool trips for the spring and summer. sweden, seattle, dallas, san diego, chicago/cornerstone, omaha, denver, etc. kind of like touring but without the band. or something.
i'm on a quest to find out what i really want, and to then go for it. meanwhile, wanderlust is taking over, and i can't sit still.
i get to see unwed sailor twice next week. i miss those guys.
i got to see coldplay in january. definitely an experience. i love coldplay.
i miss omaha. i saw The Good Life last weekend, (omaha band), and it just made me miss it even more.
i've got a stalker. ok...i'm exaggerating.
there are guys out there who honestly don't know that they freak girls out. and somehow i've taken it upon myself to be the asshole who tells them.
i miss jesus. really.
last night around 1 a.m., a nice thunderstorm boomed into town. i placed the plastic yellow tupperware bowl on the floor to catch the leak from our ceiling, and then i soaked my feet for awhile. afterward, i got into bed and just layed there with my hands behind my head, and some music playing, with thunder crashing in the distance. late night/early mornings are my santuaries.
- liz r.
- 3/6/2003
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