Life As Luann

Mike came over, still didn't get to talk to the girls, so he visited Evan (I followed him over) and griped about wanting a woman. I wanted to say, "See Mike, you can't do what you want, you can't get a girlfriend without her consent!"

Elena has moved all her stuff out- will be back tomorrow morning to haul Lisa out. Damn, place seems empty already. Bare dirty holey walls and boxes of stuff.

This is probably the last day that I will have the free access to the Internet that I do. Tomorrow I'll have to pack and clean before my jailers (kidding, I think) arrive, and then I'll be home, where I'm bitched at every ten minutes to get off the Internet. I'll try to get to doing entries, but I can't make promises. And even when I move back, I'm going to have a roommate for six weeks. Damn, haven't been used to that in quite awhile. I have the Internet on for HOURS right now, can't do that when someone else needs on or needs the phone. Not that I know who I'm living with, or even where I'm living (they tell me nothing), but I do know there will be some limits. So if entries are further between from now until October (when I get my own room, remember!), you'll know why. This is going to drive me nuts.

I wrote this entry a few weeks ago to put up and didn't get to putting it up because I was waiting for this part of the strip to end. Since it's now gone on to this secret-agent stuff, I figured I could post it. And one final note- the strips are only archived for a month, so if you're reading this and it's been a month past the date of the strip, it won't be there.

I love the comic strip Luann, even though I don't get to read it in the paper too often (we don't get it at home, and I don't get to read the Sacramento Bee too much). But ever since I found the website (see below), I've been able to catch up.

Past history (as far as I know): Luann's a high school chica who's been in love with cute Aaron Hill for six years (eek!). As for him, no one's quite sure. After years of longing, they finally went out, but soon he "just wanted to be friends", and he had a thing for some other chick. She turned out to be Luann's older neighbor (and her brother Brad's crush) Diane.

Okay, so it's not all that similar to me, but the weird guy behavior and dumpage fits in. Ditto that the only guy that will love Luann is one she'd never want (in her case, a nerd- been there, done that, ran away screaming).

Anyway, Luann recently (note: not that recently, as the site puts the strips up a week late) saw Aaron and Diane kissing. Naturally she and Brad were upset. On May 30 they ran this strip (I'll describe it for you): Luann is lying on her bed, talking into her tape recorder diary. "Dear Diary: Well, the great Aaron Hill Saga has at last come to an end. For the first time in six years there's no one in my life. No one to love and yearn for. No one to share with and care for. No one to hug and hold . . . " Then her dog shows up, and she goes, "Besides you, Puddles." Damn, and me without my stuffed animals.

Now just let me comment on how familiar this is. My problem is that I love to be obsessed with somebody, and I'm massively bored when I don't have a lust object. Daydreaming about movie stars (who you're never even gonna meet) doesn't really work for me, it's gotta be realistic (i.e. someone I've met). Oh sure, minor lusts (I've got two right now in my classes, both ignore me) are minorly entertaining and give me a reason to go to school looking good (instead of with sweats and unbrushed hair), but I don't give a rat's ass about them as a person, I just wanna grope 'em a little (don't I sound like a guy. And sadly, I was serious). I didn't want to go to Mills (for those who don't know, it's an all-girls college) because I wouldn't have anyone to lust after. Although the way I go about it, maybe I shoulda gone there or to a nunnery or something.

But unlike Luann, my life doesn't have a script. And unlike Luann, I am sure as hell NOT going to get a letter (6/1) from Aaron "The Worm" Hill in the next strip. Or in this case a phone call. But then again, what would I say? Again, reminscent of the strip:

Brad: Aren't you gonna read it?
Luann: Nope. I've had a nice boiling anger going for the past week and I don't wanna mess it up.
Brad: I know what you mean. I'm so mad at Diane, I haven't stopped thinking about her.
Luann: We'll show them.

Of course, the strips go on, as they daydream on the 2nd about fervent apologies and entertain thoughts of rejection on the 3rd. But in the strip, Aaron apologizes on the 4th and asks for another chance when he returns in the fall from his uncle's (oh, gag me, leave me with a cliffhanger in the COMICS too???). Which goes to prove that my life is a soap, not a strip.

Update, 11:58 p.m. Well, talked to Mom, and she okayed being a student coordinator (what have you) for the moment. The less time home the better, as far as I'm concerned. Also, Demma and Anna and I are having a get-together or something on Saturday. And I think I'm gonna bomb this final, because I have gotten in no studying of my notes- how I'm supposed to say goodbye to friends and pack and clean everything (my mom was all "So, you'll have the bathroom clean, right?" Hah. I said "I'm packing first, whatever I have time for, okay?") and study is beyond me.

Links to other sites on the Web

Luann site
By Design (e-mail)

Just think, this is the last time I'll be able to just click on a box below to put in my e-mail address . . . okay, it's for a week, but still, I can't make any comments about go find it!
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