end it with an inside joke, natch
this week's been way too busy. losing focus on school. not a good thing. i've been out every night except tuesday this week. it's stupid, but i'm still impressed with myself that shit's getting done. to wit:
last night after class i went to the flaming feminist cabaret (verdict: not enough flames) and then went downtown to watch heather turn 24 at the drake hotel. that was interesting times, in several ways. jewish girls + me = good times. jewish boys + me = little bits of suspicion. plus, the general crowd wasn't hot. i was talking to the coat-check girl and joked i was afraid of all the nice glass and that I might break something. She's all like, "yeah, or break some one," as in everyone's just fake and put on (verdict: generally true). then i got home and worked till 530 on my essay proposal.
tonight was bowling idiocy + danish exchange students + fence-hopping + socken's basement. and tomorrow night is the Dean's Formal. i hadn't planned on going for the whole thing, but alex insisted i come, so now i must find her and miss marlon's party. which is only a way of saying there's a kind of tongue that's good, and a kind that's not so good.
if you've ever been to edmonton, you know what i mean.
last night after class i went to the flaming feminist cabaret (verdict: not enough flames) and then went downtown to watch heather turn 24 at the drake hotel. that was interesting times, in several ways. jewish girls + me = good times. jewish boys + me = little bits of suspicion. plus, the general crowd wasn't hot. i was talking to the coat-check girl and joked i was afraid of all the nice glass and that I might break something. She's all like, "yeah, or break some one," as in everyone's just fake and put on (verdict: generally true). then i got home and worked till 530 on my essay proposal.
tonight was bowling idiocy + danish exchange students + fence-hopping + socken's basement. and tomorrow night is the Dean's Formal. i hadn't planned on going for the whole thing, but alex insisted i come, so now i must find her and miss marlon's party. which is only a way of saying there's a kind of tongue that's good, and a kind that's not so good.
if you've ever been to edmonton, you know what i mean.