Update
Gender feels less important now than it did. I would prefer to be gender-less, forgo the labels and trying to pinpoint what construction best fits me.
I'll be in Davis for Whole Earth Festival. Then I'll be in Davis for all of June and July with the possible exception of pride.
Modeling has picked up. Kelsey and I both modeling and then trading photographers is a win-win deal all around. Nudity is profitable.
My sugar and chocolate cravings have no end in sight. Menstration is imminent.
Have yet to find gainful summer employment.
I have almond butter and apples. 'tis glorious.
School soaks up all my time. A party or club night would be nice.
I have recently read Venus in Furs, Fall on your Knees, Infinite Jest, and a collection of shorts by Marquis de Sade. All were worth reading. Though Infinite Jest's length involved four days of sitting in my apt, reading, and forgetting to eat.
All the lesbians I know in SF are hippies.
I have straight As.
I'm tired and ready for summer. Love my school, but I'm a little bit burnt out. Hatred of my apartment definitely adds to this. Next year I'm getting a better fucking apt. The combination of broken plumbing, broken light, mice, no windows, and crappy illegal setup kind of suck. Especially because the landlord doesn't think any of it is worth fixing.
I want sex. Right. Now.
There's a slim chance I may be able to just model next year instead of finding a real job.
I am very broke right now. Rent is due tomorrow, and I have about $20 over rent in my account. Luckily, there's a photo shoot this weekend. Only $60, but still good.
My brother's apathy towards school may mean that he will never graduate DHS. He's already going to have to repeat a bunch of stuff.
My emotions have been a bit on flat lately, and I'm not quite sure why.
I love Mac.