Shh. . . Just listen to the pretty horns

May 09, 2008 00:28

So, my birthday's tomorrow, that's exciting.

I have a broken foot, and am a little down at Ted's departure this morning, but otherwise, my life is currently working out about as fantastically as it could possibly be.

Minus the temporary downers, I've actually been really happy lately. This past week has been a little rough, but it's fine.

I love that fact that it's Mary I'm living with, and that Blair will be around constantly for barbecues, hookah, and movies this summer.

I got that job at the Montessori school, so I'll be working three jobs. The school, the mail center, and the video store. Should be a good time, though.

Also, Mary and I got into Rood, and are running for President and VP of the hall council. Should be hilarious.

Currently, I'm sitting in my room, finishing the bottle of red wine left over from Ted and me hanging out last night, listening to both the mix CD I made for him, and the one he made for me wishing that it weren't too late to put on a movie, and thinking about how I should start that Bely novel for Russian Lit on Monday. I know, the lameness is overwhelming.

I really hope that I get out to Massachusetts this summer. More than just about anything.

Man, my foot also needs to get better. Fitzgerald (my boot thingy) is really heavy and awkward and clunky. You can seriously hear me coming down the Ped Mall. It's really ridic.

OH MAN, Lost was FUCKING AMAZING tonight! Fuck yes, Suddenly Susan Guy! And Mimi and I really want Sayid and that crazy guy who keeps killing people to throw down, and Sayid to take him out all sexily.
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