It's a Great Day for Baseball


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Saturday, July 05, 2003

I didn't like paying five dollars to squeeze myself among 40,000 other people near a smelly lake on a 113 degree evening, but the fireworks were soooooo preeeetttty! Twas a good night.

Happy (albeit belated) 4th of July, folks. I'll be at grandma's until Monday!

p.s. Shelley, I'm so glad you're back!

Wednesday, July 02, 2003


And Now...Many Random Snippets from Jaclyn's California Journal

"I got to driiiiiiive. I got to driiiiiiive. I got to driiiiiiive...Well. Only for about a half hour, but that meant I got to sleep more too. We all went stir-crazy in the car. My mom started laughing when we drove through a town called 'Rancho Cucamonga' because of 'the way it rolled of the tongue.' She laughed at that for another ten minutes."

"We keep missing the stops. And we drove through Hollywood, yet I didn't get to see that huge white sign. *Sigh* Such is life."

"Our hotel is two, count 'em, TWO MINUTES from THE BEACH! Hoorah! Bye."

"Sand and hair do not mix. But who am I to complain? I haven't seen a beach in, like, a billion years!!!! And there were volleyball-playing boys and congregations of seagulls and waves waves waves. All of this on the first day. YAAAAAY."

"I went shopping today. I bought shoes and lemonade! That makes me happy. I also saw thousands of cute skirts and cute boys. Luckily, the cute boys were not wearing the cute skirts. That makes me happy also."

"Why is Josh Groban having a concert in L.A. the DAY after I leave California? Life is cruel!!!"

"My mom got mad at me for watching "Baseball Tonight" because she wanted to go to sleep. Mom doesn't know that the D-Backs are streakin it."

Of course, we all know that the D-Backs' streak sadly ended yesterday at twelve games. Moment of silence...Ok, back to my journal-
"Today, I saw a 35-year-old man sitting on a bench, reading 'Harry Potter' on State Street. I wanted to ask him if he'd read the end of Chapter 29 yet. I wanted to tell him that that part is freaking awesome. I wanted to shake his hand. Harry Potter rules all."

"Wow. My first encounter with a plastic surgery addict. Sucked, tucked, lifted, implanted, bleached and tanned. Disturbing."

"Well. I can cross 'get hit on by many a-Mexican guy' off my 'Goals In Life' list."


"Today I saw two semi-famous people. Some unrecognizable producer driving a shiny black Lincoln bearing the license "3MUSIC3," and a pro skater by the name of Mike Vallely. He was pushing a baby stroller. Awww!"

"I saw some California campuses, including UC Santa Barbara and *gasp* Pepperdine. While I'd still be wallowing in the depths of financial strife if I went there...maybe there's life outside of NYU after all...(??? AHH. I said MAYBE.)"

"We're leaving tomorrow. NOOO! Josh Groban could be waiting for me. *Sigh*"

"Watching Ben get worked by some waves. Sitting on a towel reading People's Hot Bachelors list (Prince William graces the cover!). Sand between my toes, seagulls overhead, fog looming on the endless horizon. I wouldn't mind this every day, you know."

Monday, June 30, 2003

I've broken wishbones, searched for four-leaf clovers, talked to stars, blown dandelions, owned rabbit's feet and horseshoes, jumped over sidewalk cracks, held my breath under tunnels, crossed my fingers, picked pennies off the ground, and today, I blew out my birthday candles.

Will I get my wish?

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