i don't want to change the world, i'm not looking for a new england.
i wish i had enough sense to delete this account.
i'm coming home tuesday. and home is not the seacoast. home is now leather and LAKES.
i had a conversation (maybe 1-2 minutes, max.) with Michael Showalter last night at Denny's after he and Zach Orth and Leo Allen and Eugene Mirman did a show in Burlington. i had them each sign my tits.
no i didn't.
i really love burlington but don't have the money to stay for the summer.
i have some sort of magnetic attraction to older men. like...older.
i went to a party at a place called the Uterus. it was red and very warm inside.
i'm dj-ing again because i have a face for radio.
i'm excited to go to portsmouth and run into people i once knew and strike up awkward conversations about majors and parties and new friends.
i took my final final today. it was in film so i'm sure i got a good grade.
i also got an e-mail from my french professor telling me i was one of her top 5 students out of all of her classes.
i'm like this bear with these claws.
my mom has adapted these strange new yuppie ways: new couch, hot tub, time share, calling blinds/shades "window treatment," etc. but i'll get over it.
i can't believe i just blogged.
i'm coming home tuesday. and home is not the seacoast. home is now leather and LAKES.
i had a conversation (maybe 1-2 minutes, max.) with Michael Showalter last night at Denny's after he and Zach Orth and Leo Allen and Eugene Mirman did a show in Burlington. i had them each sign my tits.
no i didn't.
i really love burlington but don't have the money to stay for the summer.
i have some sort of magnetic attraction to older men. like...older.
i went to a party at a place called the Uterus. it was red and very warm inside.
i'm dj-ing again because i have a face for radio.
i'm excited to go to portsmouth and run into people i once knew and strike up awkward conversations about majors and parties and new friends.
i took my final final today. it was in film so i'm sure i got a good grade.
i also got an e-mail from my french professor telling me i was one of her top 5 students out of all of her classes.
i'm like this bear with these claws.
my mom has adapted these strange new yuppie ways: new couch, hot tub, time share, calling blinds/shades "window treatment," etc. but i'll get over it.
i can't believe i just blogged.