the strange day was just the beginning
I should call Becca.
It's too early to call anyone.
hmmmm, yesturday was a strange and interesting one. Well, the first half of it. the second half was spent with matt and maria eating (definetly not unusual) at Kate's Joint. After, Matt and I walked aimlessly to kill time before going to see Super Size Me. It was a good flick, but honestly not too impressive. Also, being fat, I have all these tied up offenses to this movie. At one point somone made a comparision of a smoker to a fat person. If a smoker can be repremanded for their unhealthy, disgusting habit, publicly and without reserve then why can't the same be said to a fat person. well, it could, and it has, but that doesn't make it socially exceptable. Actually having been both a fattie and a smoker, I can tell you I got a lot more comments about being fat then I ever did about smoking. When you put your ciggarette out you can stop being a smoker. It's not the first thing everyone notices about you. You could lie, "No, I've quit smoking." "I'm only a socail smoker." As you run out the back door to crap a few drags. You can't exactly lie about being fat. You can't quit being fat, cold turkey. There is no such thing as a "3 day hump" for fatties. They say after 3 days of not smoking, you've made it. Sorry, after 3 days of dieting, fattie, you are still a fattie.
Sunday, or Monday, I am driving Ian to Cleveland. (more likely sunday.) I think Jamie Finley said something about being in New York tomorrow. Something about, just for the day until i mentioned something about going to Cleveland on Sunday or Monday. I wonder if this means I will be making room for jamie along with Ian's stuff. I wonder just how much stuff Ian could ecumulate in 5 months in new york city. I wonder....
oh, who's Ian you ask.
I don't know.
He's part of the interesting part of yesturday.