so! its been a few days as much as i had wanted to write some things down i forced myself to put my efforts somewhere else. Or i just plum forgot.
Everytime i walk home from class i see this note all folded up and its got writing all over it and my brain processes it as a love note and i would pick it up but i dont want to be let down so i let it be a love note and for the last two minutes of my walk home i hypothesize about what it says.
i think im going to write it down, the next time i have a few minutes and im not worrying about something.
1984 goes up friday night well thurs. for preview and then after saturday which will be a day from hell basically, i am free for a little. Then dentist starts. so i will not end being busy or end acting for another month, which is awesum but i havent had the time i really want to just veg.
So saturday starts friday night where after '84 i go to Brooklyn then Sat. Class till 1 then 'rents will pick me up and we will drive out to the island and i will go get ready for '84 again and then 7 pm it starts and then food with my rents and then sunday and they will prolly wanna hang then too so whoa im totally busy.
but im happy.
Big tim sensualiy came on hfs just now, and my heart beat with glee. :)
I secretly want to become a big feminist.
in love with love and lousy poetry