i just might have the best life. (the end is the funniest)
considering the number of things that have gone horriffically wrong in my life, i'm taking it all in stride. in fact, i'm not even mad/upset about them. being upset about things is a waste of time. perhaps there is some meaning in the phrase, 'don't sweat the small stuff', but for me it would be 'don't sweat the immense problems in your life'
first off, i spent all yesterday with lynsey and she's amazing. on the way home, i found myself thinking (in between hallucinating that lance armstrong was biking across the road and i was going to hit him, thsu swevering violently out of the way constantly.) that everyone should have someone like lynsey in their life. not how lynsey IS persay (ie her personality) but just how she is for ME. anyway, i'm glad she's here.
secondly, i didn't get into either hampstead players (didn't think so, as they told me i wasn't going to) or missoula. when i heard the news, instead of being negative about it, i said, okay, well now i'm going to pressure ryan to instead stay in boston and let me move in with him. i'm seeing ryan tomorrow and yes, we shall be roommates. this way, i'll still be close to home, i won't have to travel or peddle my wares to sell t-shirts, i won't be working w/ small children, and i can be around to do it next year. this week my plan is to write to all my contacts in the comm world and figure out a job for the time being.
thirdly, went to rob carr's class, hilariously saw paul proloux, and then complained about the internship. i think rob wanted to fire charles sides momentarily and i in one fell swoop frightened everyone in that room about their internship. take that fitchburg. in a "rare" move, fitchburg 'never got my application for graduation' so a quick trip to georges office and everything was remedied. i have also realized that i'm going to write a novel. the end.
here is some multiple choice:
jo lockman is taking me to:
a) dinner for my birthday that she ignored
b) disneyland. i've won the superbowl!
c) court. because she's sueing me.
c. c is the answer. hahahhahahah. shut up. she really wants her negitives back so she left me several nasty messages (and texts) today telling me how 'unprofessional' i am. the last one (well two, i got a text as well) was saying how she's filling out the paperwork to take me to court over the pictures. too bad that a) i paid for everything, b) never signed a release and c) she doesn't have a leg to stand on. go ahead jo, take me to court. i shall win.
anyway, she's a huggggggge nutjob and i'm glad i finally know that.
i had a dream on my great new pillows last nite (by the way i slept from 1am to 9pm and thus missed work) that stacey and clinton were coming to get karin on my birthday and instead were there for me and christina. christina had to go to sanfran w/ stacey and i went to nyc w/ clinton. clinton and i, instead of buying clothing, just sat around and talked. i am obsessed with that show. i love them.
first off, i spent all yesterday with lynsey and she's amazing. on the way home, i found myself thinking (in between hallucinating that lance armstrong was biking across the road and i was going to hit him, thsu swevering violently out of the way constantly.) that everyone should have someone like lynsey in their life. not how lynsey IS persay (ie her personality) but just how she is for ME. anyway, i'm glad she's here.
secondly, i didn't get into either hampstead players (didn't think so, as they told me i wasn't going to) or missoula. when i heard the news, instead of being negative about it, i said, okay, well now i'm going to pressure ryan to instead stay in boston and let me move in with him. i'm seeing ryan tomorrow and yes, we shall be roommates. this way, i'll still be close to home, i won't have to travel or peddle my wares to sell t-shirts, i won't be working w/ small children, and i can be around to do it next year. this week my plan is to write to all my contacts in the comm world and figure out a job for the time being.
thirdly, went to rob carr's class, hilariously saw paul proloux, and then complained about the internship. i think rob wanted to fire charles sides momentarily and i in one fell swoop frightened everyone in that room about their internship. take that fitchburg. in a "rare" move, fitchburg 'never got my application for graduation' so a quick trip to georges office and everything was remedied. i have also realized that i'm going to write a novel. the end.
here is some multiple choice:
jo lockman is taking me to:
a) dinner for my birthday that she ignored
b) disneyland. i've won the superbowl!
c) court. because she's sueing me.
c. c is the answer. hahahhahahah. shut up. she really wants her negitives back so she left me several nasty messages (and texts) today telling me how 'unprofessional' i am. the last one (well two, i got a text as well) was saying how she's filling out the paperwork to take me to court over the pictures. too bad that a) i paid for everything, b) never signed a release and c) she doesn't have a leg to stand on. go ahead jo, take me to court. i shall win.
anyway, she's a huggggggge nutjob and i'm glad i finally know that.
i had a dream on my great new pillows last nite (by the way i slept from 1am to 9pm and thus missed work) that stacey and clinton were coming to get karin on my birthday and instead were there for me and christina. christina had to go to sanfran w/ stacey and i went to nyc w/ clinton. clinton and i, instead of buying clothing, just sat around and talked. i am obsessed with that show. i love them.