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oh man, american idol sure is ham-larious!!! i love watching the disillusioned. my spirit.... has been... broke. devastating!
well i think my play went really well, it was really funny. everyone did such a sweet job. i was hella nervous for it. like i accidently took the bong when i left scene one, my b. shit now everyone knows i was accidently high for the rest of it.
tonight i took a taxi to my uncle louie's house to get my car. and the taxi driver couldnt speak english very well, he was trying to tell me that i looked like a model but he couldnt think of the word for model and he kept saying the word purple. or he might have been telling me i looked like a stripper because he was saying something about work too. he told me i was 'beautiful' and had 'good clothes' and he kept looking at me in the rearview mirror. creepy! oh yeah.... and then we got in a car accident! way to go you stupid freak. it was the other drivers fault i think, but the taxi driver didnt really serve or anything and i was just like ohmygod its going to hit us the car is going to hit us ok the car hit us. and i am already paranoid about getting into car accidents, like waaaay overly paranoid. so now people can look forward to me being even more paranoid! oh boy.
in other news, i went out to julians with everyone on monday night for the fabulous and beautiful brigid's birthday. it was SO SO nice to get out and see everyone, i really wish we did stuff like that more. because mostly i am just sitting in my room by myself, eating buckets of chicken, and throwing the chicken bones onto my ever growing pile of chicken bones, and trust me i need to get out of my room because i cant see the floor anymore the pile is so big. i am SOOOOO glad wintersession is almost over because it was really tiring/stressful/lonely/depressing most of the time. there were some good times too thought. it was the best of times it was the worst of times. not really but new york is a cold lonely place. driving a lot is cold and lonely, except when i pick up hitchhikers and they give me road head.
but seriously .... spring semester. lets party. lets do fun things, fun times. i miss doing stuff like everyone getting ready together at someones house and drinking and then all going out together and being fabulous. brigid.... maureen, carla brendan sam. i am talking to YOUUUUU!!!!! and your little dog too! /kitty/bunny/ bf
well i think my play went really well, it was really funny. everyone did such a sweet job. i was hella nervous for it. like i accidently took the bong when i left scene one, my b. shit now everyone knows i was accidently high for the rest of it.
tonight i took a taxi to my uncle louie's house to get my car. and the taxi driver couldnt speak english very well, he was trying to tell me that i looked like a model but he couldnt think of the word for model and he kept saying the word purple. or he might have been telling me i looked like a stripper because he was saying something about work too. he told me i was 'beautiful' and had 'good clothes' and he kept looking at me in the rearview mirror. creepy! oh yeah.... and then we got in a car accident! way to go you stupid freak. it was the other drivers fault i think, but the taxi driver didnt really serve or anything and i was just like ohmygod its going to hit us the car is going to hit us ok the car hit us. and i am already paranoid about getting into car accidents, like waaaay overly paranoid. so now people can look forward to me being even more paranoid! oh boy.
in other news, i went out to julians with everyone on monday night for the fabulous and beautiful brigid's birthday. it was SO SO nice to get out and see everyone, i really wish we did stuff like that more. because mostly i am just sitting in my room by myself, eating buckets of chicken, and throwing the chicken bones onto my ever growing pile of chicken bones, and trust me i need to get out of my room because i cant see the floor anymore the pile is so big. i am SOOOOO glad wintersession is almost over because it was really tiring/stressful/lonely/depressing most of the time. there were some good times too thought. it was the best of times it was the worst of times. not really but new york is a cold lonely place. driving a lot is cold and lonely, except when i pick up hitchhikers and they give me road head.
but seriously .... spring semester. lets party. lets do fun things, fun times. i miss doing stuff like everyone getting ready together at someones house and drinking and then all going out together and being fabulous. brigid.... maureen, carla brendan sam. i am talking to YOUUUUU!!!!! and your little dog too! /kitty/bunny/ bf