my stuff is strewn all over the house.
i hate packing.
can i please pay someone to do it for me
the way jerkface paid keri to clean his room last fall?
our fancy picnic got rained out.
it was rather sad.
it was all about the silk tangerine dress and ben's
tie with whales.
i really wanted to see megan and josh too.
i did buy my bamboo plant today, however.
anna and i hung out last nite. it was excellent.
we went to wholeworld and i got a tasty sandwich and then
we saw oscar wilde's "the importance of being ernest" and met all of my sisters theatre geek friends.
then we made rice and watchd "talk to her," a film
by pedro almovar. i have mixed feelings abou that movie. it was fabulous - beautiful cinematography - but it made me feel really uneasy afterwords, like i didn't know quite how to feel about what i had just seen. i liked it though.
i read anna's story about eric fredin -
it is fucking great.
she uses great metaphors and has a really nice narrative.
i want to have fogarty read it.
ah i'm semi nervous about being a HA.
mostly just worried that my hall will suck.
and that scary girl - you know who-
will be scary. or should i say scury?
but how bad can a hall be when it has
hello kitty bathrooms?
i really hope ker gets put in hosmer-
its all about the burger time death matches and
reason to smile lists.
wow fournonblondes are still stuck in my head.
its been at least 36 hours now. jesus.
and i scream from the top of my lungs, whats goin on?
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