Sunday, February 28, 1999

02-28-1999

did you know they dye the chicago river green? of course you did.

did you know the guy who dumps the first barrel of dyes name is jerry? you didnt?!

i met jerry. he works at the red rooster downtown. he is a nice guy. rather round, rather loud. we talked about things, but i was hungry. so i dont remember much. except the dye story. hes quite proud.

‘i thought the mayor did that or something. someone a bit more..irish.’

“well, its not like i do it legally, you hear? i sneak down there and dump some. ive been doin it for years.”

posted by Dustin Vannatter at 1:57 pm  

Friday, February 26, 1999

02-26-1999

sena talked to tyler on the phone last night. our dog. he sounded nervous, which wasnt suprising as he was always a bit on the edge, even when we had him here in chicago.

of course talking to him made her instantly sad. i can understand. i miss him too.

“can we bring him back when we go to ohio?”

‘we are moving. you know. i dunno if that would be a good idea.’

“but i..i really dont have anyone to talk to all day long.”

‘well..’

“its okay.”

‘we will see.’

posted by Dustin Vannatter at 1:59 pm  

Wednesday, February 24, 1999

02-24-1999

sandy and i talked on the phone the other day. she misses her boyfriend, hes in california for the year. some sort of military service. something i know nothing about. at least i listen.

sandy misses him a lot, i can tell. she talks about how she wishes he was there. how she wishes they could dance together more often. how insecure she is about their stability. its a lot of talk.

i told her i am coming home soon, and we will have to do something. she is distracted, but i make the offer nonetheless. i know i wont see her.

i skip over the phone wire, say goodnight, and hang up. i hope i helped a little. at least i listen.

posted by Dustin Vannatter at 2:00 pm  

Tuesday, February 23, 1999

02-23-1999

some spanish guy emailed me asking if i liked ‘hot fanitja pants’.

of course i quickly replied with my approval.

posted by Dustin Vannatter at 2:01 pm  

Monday, February 22, 1999

02-22-1999

“who do you write your entries for? they arent very well written.”

‘well, i mostly do it for fun.’

“but you sound so stupid.”

‘oh.’

“no offense.”

posted by Dustin Vannatter at 2:02 pm  

Saturday, February 20, 1999

02-20-1999

i havent been reading much recently. i havent been doing much of anything.

ive decided it would be best for me to work on exercising more. if it was easier, id do it more often. but these things take time and planning. both of which im horrible at managing.

i miss tyler a lot. so does sena. sometimes we act like he is here, and hiding. we sneak around and call his name, checking under furniture and behind doors.

what was i saying about social events again?

posted by Dustin Vannatter at 2:04 pm  

Thursday, February 18, 1999

02-18-1999

we went walking the other day.

it was cold outside, but it made me remember to keep things focused.

focused is hard to do, when things are changing. i bought diapers today, that was something new.

mom called, she said all was well. i wanted to return the message, but things have been messy. oh life.

posted by Dustin Vannatter at 2:05 pm  

Wednesday, February 17, 1999

02-17-1999

“time told me once this story about growing older in the city.. it tok him almost three hours.”

‘i wasnt there. but youve mentioned this before, michael.’

“then i thought it wasnt such an event. then i thought we knew each other. i didnt think i had that much to learn about him or the others.”

‘but..’

“but i was wrong. time was watching me cry that night, and i was wrong.”

‘so what now? where do we go?’

“back to my place. i need to talk to someone.”

posted by Dustin Vannatter at 2:08 pm  

Monday, February 15, 1999

02-15-1999

“too much baklava.”

‘too much baklava?’

“yup, it killed him.”

‘damn greeks.’

posted by Dustin Vannatter at 2:08 pm  

Sunday, February 14, 1999

02-14-1999

i bought a package of series one garbage pail kids the other day for four dollars.

to relive my childhood i quickly peeled them all, ate the wrapper, and stuck them all over a wal-mart trapper keeper which i later left in the childrens clothes aisle.

posted by Dustin Vannatter at 2:10 pm  
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