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just to let everyone know, streetcar was hiding in between whos afraid of virginia woolf and the selected poems of e.e. cummings, which are considerably larger in size and managed to fold OVER streetcar so that it appeared that there was nothing between them.
hazaa for me, im not crazy!
TOO crazy.
this incident inspired me to rearrange my desk and bookshelf entirely, and im pleased with the results, much easier to be at my computer. not that im going to be at my computer for extended periods of time, because, really, this sudden urge to do something somewhat productive is just another lame procrastination instruments utilized in the never-ending battle of Meg vs. Her Thesis. not gonna lie, im totally winning this one, but i may not graduate--so is it REALLY winning ANYTHING?
sadness that its sunday already. it was really a great weekend--fantastic friday night, sweet girls night last night, and rehearsal yesterday for brads piece made me feel like im a better person for having danced it, its just SO FUCKING HOT. hes amazingly talented, although sometimes i kind of wanted people to be quiet and just let him think and choreograph instead of constantly adding their two cents (or, really, $8). hes a smart boy, people, give him a chance to figure things out...
jess guyon just informed me that the Third Annual Eigth Grade Dance is on friday night in Gatehouse. time to break out the scrunchies and flannel and party like its the 1990s again :)
hazaa for me, im not crazy!
TOO crazy.
this incident inspired me to rearrange my desk and bookshelf entirely, and im pleased with the results, much easier to be at my computer. not that im going to be at my computer for extended periods of time, because, really, this sudden urge to do something somewhat productive is just another lame procrastination instruments utilized in the never-ending battle of Meg vs. Her Thesis. not gonna lie, im totally winning this one, but i may not graduate--so is it REALLY winning ANYTHING?
sadness that its sunday already. it was really a great weekend--fantastic friday night, sweet girls night last night, and rehearsal yesterday for brads piece made me feel like im a better person for having danced it, its just SO FUCKING HOT. hes amazingly talented, although sometimes i kind of wanted people to be quiet and just let him think and choreograph instead of constantly adding their two cents (or, really, $8). hes a smart boy, people, give him a chance to figure things out...
jess guyon just informed me that the Third Annual Eigth Grade Dance is on friday night in Gatehouse. time to break out the scrunchies and flannel and party like its the 1990s again :)