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i slept til noon today instead of going to lunch with the boys, which was satisfying in a big way. then, when i woke up, i put on the rent soundtrack and threw on a basketball t shirt and yesterday's pants
(with keys still attached to belt-loop and phone still in pocket for supreme convenience)
and went to printmaking at 12:30 with really dirty hair. which was also satisfying.
i intended to stay at school until like 4 when class was over and ended up staying until 6, when dinner with mike and jesse was over. then i came home, played my bass, packed up my cello (pronounced cheller) and went to orchestra. still dirty and t-shirted + a scarf. it was really warm today.
suspiciously warm....
then at 10ish (after watching the office with char) i went to the underground to smoke inside illegally, giggle with some peeps, and eat free snacks + drink free coffee. all in all, a good day, no?
tomorrow i have to go to the arlington art center at 5 on a professional practices field trip and i have exactly 0 dollars. sooooo, i can either call my rents or get carlisle to buy my dinner while we're there. option number two is looking better and better- given that my mom e-mailed me the following yesterday and i have not yet replied.
"Dear Honor,
I got a notice from Botetourt County that you owe 155.00 for some
kind of ticket issued on 10/27. Can you tell me what this is? I
seriously wonder what you think, if you think it is ok to conduct your life in a way that will end up getting your drivers license suspended? Mom"
actually, i'll have you know that the ticket was issued 8/27 and was due on 10/27. so i speed. what? what do you want? i mean, i should have given my mom a little heads up that she should pay that before it was due to avoid the extra $50, but it's never a good time to bring that up. never.
sooo, i'll be paying for skigs in change and mooching dinners until friday morning when the ol' allowance comes through. why? because i'm spoiled. and i'll never change.
also, i have a slight dillema:
on thursday night i am supposed to do all of the following from 7-10 pm:
+ attend a panel disscussion on the contemporary abstract painting show in dupont gallery
+ make-out sess (pronounced sesh) (which i haven't confirmed yet but it's weekly, so...)
+ go to taylor's band's show in the u.g.
+ craft night at charles and falqu
i'll prob. go to the discussion at 6, leave at the break to go to craft night at 7, leave at 9, go to the show for two minutes, and then m.o.
sound good? it'll never work.
i'll probably flake out on the art and the show and just take it easy with some crafts and lovin. i mean, if you're gonna be a slacker...be a good one for god's sake.
tomorrow there is no soccer. i am NOT writing the paper that i'm supposed to write for tomorrow until tomorrow. right now, it's time for either the cars or neu! on vinyl, nail polish, undies, and VH1 on mute. then john steinbeck, then bed. because once you've had a good day, you've got to keep it rolling until the end. i'll probably put on unnecessary lipstick just to be edgy in my own mind.
come see my band play at the loft on the sixteenth. i swear you won't regret it when i'm trashed onstage from all the $3 pitchers shouting out to charlotte and sporatically plucking wildly inappropriate bass riffs while jen is trying to sing.
<3
(with keys still attached to belt-loop and phone still in pocket for supreme convenience)
and went to printmaking at 12:30 with really dirty hair. which was also satisfying.
i intended to stay at school until like 4 when class was over and ended up staying until 6, when dinner with mike and jesse was over. then i came home, played my bass, packed up my cello (pronounced cheller) and went to orchestra. still dirty and t-shirted + a scarf. it was really warm today.
suspiciously warm....
then at 10ish (after watching the office with char) i went to the underground to smoke inside illegally, giggle with some peeps, and eat free snacks + drink free coffee. all in all, a good day, no?
tomorrow i have to go to the arlington art center at 5 on a professional practices field trip and i have exactly 0 dollars. sooooo, i can either call my rents or get carlisle to buy my dinner while we're there. option number two is looking better and better- given that my mom e-mailed me the following yesterday and i have not yet replied.
"Dear Honor,
I got a notice from Botetourt County that you owe 155.00 for some
kind of ticket issued on 10/27. Can you tell me what this is? I
seriously wonder what you think, if you think it is ok to conduct your life in a way that will end up getting your drivers license suspended? Mom"
actually, i'll have you know that the ticket was issued 8/27 and was due on 10/27. so i speed. what? what do you want? i mean, i should have given my mom a little heads up that she should pay that before it was due to avoid the extra $50, but it's never a good time to bring that up. never.
sooo, i'll be paying for skigs in change and mooching dinners until friday morning when the ol' allowance comes through. why? because i'm spoiled. and i'll never change.
also, i have a slight dillema:
on thursday night i am supposed to do all of the following from 7-10 pm:
+ attend a panel disscussion on the contemporary abstract painting show in dupont gallery
+ make-out sess (pronounced sesh) (which i haven't confirmed yet but it's weekly, so...)
+ go to taylor's band's show in the u.g.
+ craft night at charles and falqu
i'll prob. go to the discussion at 6, leave at the break to go to craft night at 7, leave at 9, go to the show for two minutes, and then m.o.
sound good? it'll never work.
i'll probably flake out on the art and the show and just take it easy with some crafts and lovin. i mean, if you're gonna be a slacker...be a good one for god's sake.
tomorrow there is no soccer. i am NOT writing the paper that i'm supposed to write for tomorrow until tomorrow. right now, it's time for either the cars or neu! on vinyl, nail polish, undies, and VH1 on mute. then john steinbeck, then bed. because once you've had a good day, you've got to keep it rolling until the end. i'll probably put on unnecessary lipstick just to be edgy in my own mind.
come see my band play at the loft on the sixteenth. i swear you won't regret it when i'm trashed onstage from all the $3 pitchers shouting out to charlotte and sporatically plucking wildly inappropriate bass riffs while jen is trying to sing.
<3