// that's classified
| 11/29/2004 - 12:52 p.m. |

monday, 11-15-04, 2:47pm
(pre-pat notes)

i'm going on to ny on sat.
yup, yup, yes i am.
i am not gonna chicken out.
nope, nope, no i am not.

already mentioned it to my mom--
asked if she knew where my garment bags, storing all of my, like, nice clothes, had gotten to.
said i was planning to spend sat. night in ny, a bunch of people from 'online' are meeting, going to a club.

which is not a lie, tyvm.

that'll be my story for most anyone else if they ask.
anyone who wouldn't be inclined to ask a laundry list of detailed questions.
i.e., most everyone but pat.

plan A is to say i am going to ny on a "classified mission"
and plead the 5th to any further digging.
plan B is...i don't have a plan B.
eek.

oh well, i have until friday, i'm sure, to come up w/one--or not.
no reason for her to ask about my plans for the weekend today.



friday, 11-19-04, 9:40am
(pre-pat notes)

still haven't been much in the 'mood' to write/journal.
*shrug*

separately from that (i think) my mood has been kinda "flat" the last couple days.
which is odd.
plenty to be anxious, nervous, freaking out about re this weekend.
re tomorrow! it's already friday.

and on one level i am.
just not *feeling* it somehow?...

...*classified information*...