[ im feelin this:meh!]
[soundtrack to life : weakerthans on party shuffle ]
ok so a lot has happened i bet since i last posted but life is weird still and i dont have a permanent set up for everything yet.
school: i hate it i wan out
life: i want in, i miss it
i have an ipod which i love, he/she/it is wonderful.
other than that i live with elisa, who is wonderful. My thesis is a big pain sometimes, im happy to be working on it, but other times i am very worried.
"the Most Massive Woman Wins"
october 10th and 11th
oh needles and pins, ramones remind me of cb's who are pretty much out of the door. i cant believe a place with that much history and that much reputation is going to be gone. It will only be a memory on a shirt or mtv, when it should be alive with sweat stains from the ramones and coke remains from debby harry and broken floors from the talking heads and covered in stickers from every little band that fulfilled their dream of playing there.
oh well. ..sigh..
anyways, i work at the drama office and on this sheet it says i should only work 5 hours at another job. so i guess i just have to hope they dont care i have a job that pays what this one does in two weeks, in like an hour.speaking of which, i do not want to work right now, but i need to soon. after my thesis is over, i will be free as a bird, so dont you want me to act in your project? i know you do, because you think im fabulous, right?....
courtney is having a birthday bash to celebrate her birthday which is on my 3 year anniversary. We will be crunk this weekend.
Saturday night i am going to see peter's play in the city. i am excited. I went to cvs today and got make up for cheap, because they runned out of those fancy little swipe-ey things and they honored a price. so i didnt even have to join their stupid club card shits.
speaking of shits, i miss benny and bettie and rachel. Go single's car. whale bellys, skin suits et all.
coffee soda should be available everywhere. I need a small fridge, you got one? I feel bad because everyone that comes by to see my roomate has to see my undecorated shitty mess everywhere. They are gonna be like dont you want it to be cheerie in here? and im gonna have to smack someone and say, i am not cheerie, dearie.
ok enough. headache. sleep.
in love with love and lousy poetry
Kindel blogged at 11:00 PM
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