Aug 16, 2006 22:05
I've aimlessly started packing, even though I'm not leaving until next Saturday but still, if I don't start slowly early then I won't do any of it until the night before.
Project Runway, gahhhhh. I am tired of Vincent. He's not crazy in a funny way and I sort of want to clock him.
I can't decide how many books to bring. It's not even completely about reading, it's about the comfort of being surrounded by books. Maybe I picked the right field. Anyway, I've pulled my Spanish/English dictionary, the Complete Anne Sexton, and an etiquette book from the 30s.
I washed Tammy [the cosmotology head I bought in a Wisconsin shop]. She went from having a stylish 'do to one that just sticks out all over. Maybe I should have brushed it instead of rubbing her viciously with a towel, I don't know. This is why I wasn't allowed into cosmotology school.
My sinuses are full and I feel sick. I can't find some of the pictures that I want to bring with me. Just some 4x6 artwork from various compilations, you know how it goes.
Time to take a winky tink. I want Tim Gunn's arms around me.