oh oh ohhhohoh oh.
since my last post detailing the exciting minutia of my life, i have written 3 big ol' papers, and i'm on number 4, with 5 to follow. i've been in my house, thinking and writing for a week now. i am out of food. i miss the sun. i think time and space are folding in on me.
fuck you, locke. fuck you.
i love my lauren jones for being so nice and supportive. way to work at greenpeace, saving the world. way to date a hot british dude.
in other news, [jonesy]: i met our new roommate, replacement nick, and he is h-o-t. HOT. bad news, girlfriend. actually, good news. maybe he'll hate us slightly less than our (soon-to-be-ex) husband. plus, hot.
oh god, why am i using up my precious words here? these words need to go into papers. PAPERS.
PAPERS!
fuck you, locke. fuck you.
i love my lauren jones for being so nice and supportive. way to work at greenpeace, saving the world. way to date a hot british dude.
in other news, [jonesy]: i met our new roommate, replacement nick, and he is h-o-t. HOT. bad news, girlfriend. actually, good news. maybe he'll hate us slightly less than our (soon-to-be-ex) husband. plus, hot.
oh god, why am i using up my precious words here? these words need to go into papers. PAPERS.
PAPERS!