  I feel only slightly bad that today was the second schoolday in a row that I skipped. But today was legitimate, I had a filling at le dentist. It was very painful, and I was chastised by an almost cartoonishly butch dental hygienist. She was so mean! I was at a loss for words when she told me how awful my flossing technique is. But my mouth was sore and I refused to go to school with a half-numb mouth (three shots!
) But I wasn’t about to sit on my ass eating corn chips (I am doing that right now) I danced in my bedroom with my stereo at its loudest. I took the city bus downtown and walked to Riverfront park. I can’t remember the last time I walked in the park. It was freezing cold, but worth it. I stood on a bridge and watching the falls of the Spokane River. It was so beautiful.
Spokane held in world fair about thirty years ago, and the park was built then for the sole purpose to showcase Spokane’s “natural beauty”. Interestingly enough, Spokane’s World’s Fair had the smallest turnout in World’s Fair history. Ha. But it was a really beautiful day. I read some more of On the Road, which is very good. There were old people walking hand-in-hand by the pond, and it made me happy in a bittersweet kind of way that I don’t understand.
I went to the bus depot, too. Its so strange there. Spokane has very clear social lines, South Hill kids do not ride the city bus. For the residents up North or East, it’s a big part of pre-driver’s license life. There are a lot of questionably sane people at the depot, which makes it the best place in town to people-watch. Some crazy post-high schooler sat with me and would not leave me alone.
I attempted a conversation with him, who knows? Maybe the silver chain around his neck and do-rag were suppose to be a joke? And he wasn’t a terrible conservationist for the first two minuets. I think he expected me to be impressed, however, that he was from California and eighteen. I was trying to be subtle about wanting to sit by myself and read, but the fuckhead would not get the point. I talked to Robin about Under the Glass last night.
She sounds excited in the way a friend tries to be when they’re doing so for your sake. She’s going to write an article on Youth and Politics. She’s adamant about the upcoming elections and the candidates promises to young America. Affectionately… Anna 
