Who wants to go to Quartzsite this summer? Me!
First of all, here's a sweet photo.
This is Samma and me in New York.
Anyway, busytime is coming. Finals. Papers. Presentations. I'm not looking forward to it! Yearbook is dumb.
Barefoot is getting old -- but only because I'm an intern. If all of a sudden I could be "hired" or something, I would be okay. I'm out of the "clique." I can only be a part of this "clique" if I was a perma-employee. Oh well! They gave me free Thai food yesterday, so it's okay!
I'm helping with this banquet the American-Arab Anti-Discrimination Committe of Massachusetts is holding on April 22nd. I have to get raffle prizes. I'm supposed to meet up with the PREZ. sometime soon to know the PLANZ.
Events I'm looking forward to:
* this semester to END.
* Going to the Prefuse 73 concert with O'Toole and Adam.
* Feeling the Arizona sunshine on May 6th - May 20th. PS I'm having an early birthday party.
* My 22nd birthday. That's right. 22. Wow.
* Yearbook deadline to go away.
* NINE INCH NAILS CONCERT on June 23rd with O'Toole and Adam. FINALLY! No, seriously...it's about time. So ultra-pumped. Whoa baby.
Dumb things:
* All of my final papers.
* Yearbook!
* Summer school? HelpDesk Summer? But really, I don't even remember my last laid-back summer. I either worked at the Mayo Clinic as a "CLERK" and came home exhausted and grumpy or I had summer school/worked at the Mayo Clinic Cafeteria. I guess my last lazy summer was in ninth grade.
* Moving out doesn't sound like fun.
* Humidity!
I'm very tempted to close the door of the WPL and fall asleep. *yawn*
-- oh one more thing.
I think I am going to have my BFA thesis be a collection of poetry about Arizona/California border towns. So! If anyone wants to go road-tripping on the border this summer (Samma?! Micheal?! Andy?!?!?! HUH!) I need inspiration. Photos. Memories. Kewlifornia.
This is Samma and me in New York.
Anyway, busytime is coming. Finals. Papers. Presentations. I'm not looking forward to it! Yearbook is dumb.
Barefoot is getting old -- but only because I'm an intern. If all of a sudden I could be "hired" or something, I would be okay. I'm out of the "clique." I can only be a part of this "clique" if I was a perma-employee. Oh well! They gave me free Thai food yesterday, so it's okay!
I'm helping with this banquet the American-Arab Anti-Discrimination Committe of Massachusetts is holding on April 22nd. I have to get raffle prizes. I'm supposed to meet up with the PREZ. sometime soon to know the PLANZ.
Events I'm looking forward to:
* this semester to END.
* Going to the Prefuse 73 concert with O'Toole and Adam.
* Feeling the Arizona sunshine on May 6th - May 20th. PS I'm having an early birthday party.
* My 22nd birthday. That's right. 22. Wow.
* Yearbook deadline to go away.
* NINE INCH NAILS CONCERT on June 23rd with O'Toole and Adam. FINALLY! No, seriously...it's about time. So ultra-pumped. Whoa baby.
Dumb things:
* All of my final papers.
* Yearbook!
* Summer school? HelpDesk Summer? But really, I don't even remember my last laid-back summer. I either worked at the Mayo Clinic as a "CLERK" and came home exhausted and grumpy or I had summer school/worked at the Mayo Clinic Cafeteria. I guess my last lazy summer was in ninth grade.
* Moving out doesn't sound like fun.
* Humidity!
I'm very tempted to close the door of the WPL and fall asleep. *yawn*
-- oh one more thing.
I think I am going to have my BFA thesis be a collection of poetry about Arizona/California border towns. So! If anyone wants to go road-tripping on the border this summer (Samma?! Micheal?! Andy?!?!?! HUH!) I need inspiration. Photos. Memories. Kewlifornia.