goddamn, i'm one hot sleuth
I feel sexy enough to go to Paris in T- 2 weeks and counting! Yikes!
And I just have a short list of things to do:
• Buy
o Toothpaste
o Ibuprofen and Sudafed
o New batteries?
o Shampoo for Annie?
o The Social Contract and Other Late Political Writings
o Copy packets for Opera and Medieval Art classes
• Do financial aid app
• Get and fill out deposit envelopes
• Leave blank checks for Ava
• Sort out what Brandi will pay, utilities
• Get Ava to give me a haircut
• Get $100 euros
• Return library books
• Do laundry
I have not much to say, other than that. I've felt pretty boring all week. No big epiphanies or anything. I talked to Chris for 45 minutes today about everything from his trip to Greece to ketoacidosis (I'd really been wondering what that was) to his third kidney, which it turns out has fused with his second kidney and now he just has one superkidney. I'd be jealous if I didn't have my sexy extra tooth. WHICH
reminds me:
I'm teething. Boy is it a bitch. I can't seem to ignore this widsom tooth. It doesn't exactly hurt, but it's not comfy neither.