now, breaking windows requires great sophisticatedlyness

[pyrenbunny]

 which i have been feeling of late.  today was the day the Mrs. Pepper came in to speak with us about her son and his drug-induced paranoid schizophrenia.   it moved some people to tears.  i was close.  i could feel them coming.  i wanted to ask a question, but i was afraid that if i opened my mouth, the tears would come.  i just wanted her to stop talking so i could repress the thoughts and ideas in my mind and go off to another place or time, something not so saddening.

ensembles was moderately fun.  i talked to herr lechner, and he sayeth that he may find someone who will want my ticket.  that would be great.  afterwards, rachael, lenlie, and i commenced in conversation in transitional expressions.  we rock like that.  we shut virginia out of our un-freshman-ized circle.  it was awesome.  ah, yes.  clearly.  indubitably.  del-val symposium!

snogging promiscuous snogger!

currently devouring: toasty waffles





Cristian Machado is freaking..  oooh..

gotta dance!  gotta dance! 
Broadway rhythm's got me, ev'rybody dance.
Broadway rhythm's got me, ev'rybody dance.
Out on the gay white way and each merry café
Orchestras play taking our breath away,
Broadway rhythm's got me, ev'rybody sing and dance.
Oh, that Broadway rhythm...
Oh, that Broadway rhythm.
When I hear that happy beat
I feel like dancin' down the street
In that Broadway rhythm writhing, beating rhythm...