||[Mar. 30th, 2003|01:06 am]
why isn't anyone online when i want them to be. left for portland around, oh, 3. got back at oh, like, midnight. i rock. i suck, however, 'cause i have lost my boyfriends ID-keycard-MULTIPASS. i have yet to tell him this. this is the third thing i've kept in my back pocket next to my wallet this month that has mysteriousely dissapeared. it MUST be due to a specific pair of pants, and a faulty pocket design. grrrr.... i don't want to have to tell him. well, as it's about 50 minutes after he said he would call, maybe i won't have to....
but i had fun with iris. met her boy. DEFINATELY approve. went out for a three hour dinner at a really nice resturant. had yummy expensive-ish food. we do that sometimes, go out for nice, like, 15-20 a plate dinners. i don't know why... probably 'cause we see eachother so infrequently, and honestly, it's fun. this place had pritty art everywhere, 'cause there is a part of portland that has lots of pertentiouse art-loving wasps, but that's good for the MECA kids, 'cause then they can, you know, make money doing what they love.
oh... i got this e-mail when i got home
Date: Sat, 29 Mar 2003 14:01:09 -0800 (PST)
From: "Amir Ali zadeh" <email@example.com> | This is spam | Add to Address Book
i am amir. i am in iran. i love you.
i go now.