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i'm on vacation finally. yay.
today was my first day. i did my best to do nothing. i didn't get up until after 2, which is still pretty late even when you consider that i didn't go to bed until 3:30 in the morning.
i've been so miserable at polo lately. i think it's a combination of a lot of things. everything's always the same. except now i have nothing to do. just whatever sue or lindsay ask me to do, which is dreadfully boring. the best i felt all week was when i merchandised things my own way without asking anyone and it looking much better than when i did the project for lindsey. but whatever. i feel so useless.
last night i went to portland for the first time in forever. i hung out with colin and went to the ale house, portland's "#1 dive bar". it had swings at the bar, which was it's only selling point really. after, i went to bickford's to meet mark after he got out of polo. i've been to bickford's four times in one week. it's really sucky that he's working till 1am all month, the only time we see each other is late at night. so gay.
i watched the end of pumpkin today. i mostly just love this song in it at the end. i need to find a new book to read. i read lunar park by brett easton ellis last week. it was quite good. i think next i'm going to reread choke, if i can find it.
so my tummy hurts tonight. woe is me.
adam is coming home tomorrow, after losing everything he owns. saks is going to transfer him to boston, which is cool. i guess he'll be around for a couple of weeks until he gets an appartment and all of that.
my goal is to go somewhere further than portsmouth while on vacation. and to not step foot inside polo. i think i can manage it.
i'm on vacation finally. yay.
today was my first day. i did my best to do nothing. i didn't get up until after 2, which is still pretty late even when you consider that i didn't go to bed until 3:30 in the morning.
i've been so miserable at polo lately. i think it's a combination of a lot of things. everything's always the same. except now i have nothing to do. just whatever sue or lindsay ask me to do, which is dreadfully boring. the best i felt all week was when i merchandised things my own way without asking anyone and it looking much better than when i did the project for lindsey. but whatever. i feel so useless.
last night i went to portland for the first time in forever. i hung out with colin and went to the ale house, portland's "#1 dive bar". it had swings at the bar, which was it's only selling point really. after, i went to bickford's to meet mark after he got out of polo. i've been to bickford's four times in one week. it's really sucky that he's working till 1am all month, the only time we see each other is late at night. so gay.
i watched the end of pumpkin today. i mostly just love this song in it at the end. i need to find a new book to read. i read lunar park by brett easton ellis last week. it was quite good. i think next i'm going to reread choke, if i can find it.
so my tummy hurts tonight. woe is me.
adam is coming home tomorrow, after losing everything he owns. saks is going to transfer him to boston, which is cool. i guess he'll be around for a couple of weeks until he gets an appartment and all of that.
my goal is to go somewhere further than portsmouth while on vacation. and to not step foot inside polo. i think i can manage it.