:: Captain's Log ::

:: Wednesday, November 26, 2003 ::

Dislike Disliking

I hate disliking people, but people can be so fucking retarded.

Customers are idiots

Idiot children who think they know everything piss me off (hello, please take a cue from Socrates... "I know nothing")

I hate fuckin whiners. Shit or get off the pot. But here I am pseudo whining... not really, I'm kvetching... there's a difference.

Has the magic already worn off? Why am I so angry and cynical? Has the demon inside of me reawakened? Damn, I thought he was killed.

I am thankful however for everything bestowed upon me. For that I give thanks. I am healthy, have loving parents, wonderful friends, Eric, not struggling financially... life is great... Happy Thanksgiving.


:: Larah 11:25 PM [+] | ::
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Magical Kingdom

Yesterday was one of the most wonderful days ever. A feast for the eyes. Reawakening the child in my soul.



Yesterday, San Diego was my magical kingdom, and I was Princess Larah. Most of the magic happened at Balboa Park with my regal friends, Sir James, Timetheous, Senor Constantino, and Felix with his magical bag of tricks. Balboa Park was Wonderland, filled with adventure and diverse environments. We started in a lovely park, with grass and trees and people and such, then Senor Constantino and I ventured to a small village and sat on a bench and looked at a tree made of clay with its branches melting to the ground. Everything was so much brighter and vivid, and the weather couldn't be more beautiful. After that episode, we met up again with our friends, and ventured down to a tropical ravine with thin, bright colorful leaves littering the path. I felt as if in a formal setting... like a tea party or something. Then, we were chased to the end of the path by children, where we ended up in a Spanish style desert land, with beautiful tables, cacti, and nuts all over the ground. One of the cactus leaves read, "life is not meant to be easy, only beautiful." When the weather got too cold, and the sun was venturing for the horizon, we decided to follow the sun to downtown. We wanted to go to fumari's and smoke the hookah, but it wasn't open yet. But on the way there, we walked by a woman talking to herself, quite upset about something. Then we decided to go back to the car, and venture elsewhere, but stopping off at Ralph’s first to buy some candy. It was quite a trip because we checked ourselves out of an automated checking system thing of sorts. I felt like I was in the movie Minority Report. So candy bought, we drove around Seaport Village and saw the sights as if for the first time. Senor Constantino said he'd never been to Coronado, so we decided to go there and have a gander. We drove around and saw a 5 person bike like thing riding down Orange Ave. We then stopped off at the Hotel Del, and played on the beach for a moment. A phone number was written in the sand, so we called it. It started to get even chillier, so we went inside the hotel bar for a drink. We then walked around all the hotel shops, bought a chocolate candy, and vacated the hotel via the lobby. Our next trek was PB, where we found a place to smoke the hookah. I would like to have one of these to smoke at my leisure. We hung out for just a little while, then went back to Sir James' place to unwind from our perfect day.



Thank you so much, my regal friends for such a lovely day. Thank you Sir James for giving us the tickets to transcendence, and to Felix for driving us around and making the experience possible.



:: Larah 11:05 PM [+] | ::
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