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November 09, 2005

100 Things (1-10):

I’m stealing this format from smiling jack chance. I’m breaking it down into even smaller bite-sized chunks because…well, I just want to. If you’re lucky (and patient), I’ll come back from tim...


November 06, 2005

Life Updates on a Lazy Sunday

LDL is still working on getting me to move to San Francisco without a job prospect. It’s really, really tempting when he sweet talks me like that. But you know good and well that I’m such a ra...


(1) Visiting the man I once desperately, heart-wrenchingly loved with every fiber of my being (only to have him stomp on my heart and shred my hopes into a million tiny pieces. Yet after 5 yea...


October 18, 2005

It All Adds Up

So much for writing a lot more. But I can say that I had an okay weekend. Starting with getting good and dee-runk on Friday evening, and ending with more unpacking joy. When does the fun ever ...


October 12, 2005

Wait. There’s More?

No. Not The ‘Hammer. I’ve noticed that I tend to write more frequently right before I make a big change in my life. I want to let stuff gush out of me. It feels so comforting to get these wor...


October 11, 2005

A Narrow Escape

Um yeah. It’s true. The Jackhammer doesn’t necessarily want to work with me, he wants to work on me (duh). We’d gotten quite tipsy on Sunday evening, and I promised to go over there last nigh...


October 11, 2005

Jack-a-doodle-do!!

Okay, okay, okay!! No more of The Jackhammer. I just needed to prove to myself that I wasn’t missing out of a fantastic opportunity and a new-found life in the movie and television industry (y...


October 10, 2005

The Jackhammer

After I posted my last entry, The Jackhammer must’ve read my mind. Because less than 20 minutes later, he called me. I should’ve taken that as another sign, but out of sheer loneliness and des...


October 09, 2005

Shifted

Finally, FINALLY have shit piled into new loft. I don’t want to say that I’ve moved because it certainly doesn’t feel like I have. I feel like I packed and ran. Got the biggest lump in my thr...


October 07, 2005

Of Boxes

I am exhausted and there’s still so much packing and tearing things down before the movers get here in the morning. But guess what? I have to sleep and that’s all there is to it. I’m going to...


October 03, 2005

Duh.

So last night I had a dream that my dad was flying my brother and me somewhere cross-country. We were coming in for a landing and the plane started sputtering and coughing and chugging, and I a...


October 02, 2005

Just One Tear

This packing business is for the birds. It depresses the hell out of me, and is making me second-guess the fact that I didn’t buy the loft. And after talking with my dad just a few minutes ago...


September 30, 2005

Gingerwart

Started about four entries this week, and none of them are working out quite right. I don’t know what to say without bitching. I know that’s what a diary is for…venting. But, a girl can only ...


September 25, 2005

Day of Sun

The packing process has begun. To make matters worse, the realtors are now showing people my place. MY place! That makes me so sad, but it’s also embarrassing when they come banging on my doo...


September 22, 2005

UoV

Updates on Various: New Living Situation: I’ve found a new loft to move into. It’s a mere 5 blocks or so from where I live now. The view sucks. I will basically be looking directly into som...


September 22, 2005

Two Things:

1. I now have to worry about Mr. Aggressive Jackhammer (from previous entry). He’s called me four times tonight to have a drink with him (I blew off the photo shoot). I finally called him bac...


September 17, 2005

Slow Day

Man. I’ve been hung over all day. And now I need to rally because I’m going out again tonight with Jen and another girl from work (the girl I was with when I met New York Fling from a month or...


September 13, 2005

Rank.

I tried so hard not to wake on the wrong side of the bed today. Really. I even went back to sleep for a while, only waking to the sound of my phone ringing and realizing that I’d left myself w...


September 11, 2005

Who needs so many…

…pairs of gold shoes?? Apparently I do.


September 11, 2005

And Not Forgotten.

I did this two years ago and the year before. I wanted to do this every year in my diary, but the great OD outage last year ran through 9/11. Remember? My diary will now take a moment of silen...


September 10, 2005

Bracing for BC

So I’m in that phase of “big change” where I’m getting a little excited about it. I haven’t gotten past the stressed out phase yet, because frankly, I don’t have a game plan in place. But I’m ...


September 05, 2005

A List and a Promise

I’m back. This time from a whirlwind trip to Las Vegas, Los Angeles, and San Francisco. Things that have happened during my time away: 1. Katrina, of course. Astounding work by mother natur...


August 23, 2005

Frenzy

In the midst of frenzy again, and I just have to suck it up and go with it. Just as I got one major presentation finished on Friday, I have to have another (completely different) one done by 8a...


August 16, 2005

The Last Couple Weeks

Been away for a couple o’ weeks. Things have transpired. I feel like I’ve done so much, yet accomplished so little. I made some new friends and perhaps lost a couple others. Feels funny. Li...


July 31, 2005

Here and There

Sunday night. Another week come and gone. I’m bracing for the start of some crazy, crazy workweeks (the long hours and weekly travel again), and breathing another sigh of relief for the end of...


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