neat freak attack
i have been in a strange mood pretty much all weekend. it has manifested itself in a multitude of ways. yesterday it made me ask mom to come down here so i would have someone to go shopping with. of course i found only three things, and refused to try on any shoes because shoe-shopping is the most depressing act ever for a person with weird-shaped feet. then, when i lost my patience with society we came back here and ate Sauce while watching a rather strange movie (Swimming Pool) then wasted some time before going to bed.
today my strange mood has so far caused me to vacuum/pick up the apartment, do multiple loads of laundry, reorganize my closet, clean out the fridge & eat more carbs than i'd care to admit to. I also watched Last Tango in Paris, which was VERY Bertolucci-esque. i keep thinking i should call corrina and see if they need any help, but i fear today is an anti-social sort of day so i have not mustered up the energy to call. so i guess while i'm in this odd mood i might as well finish organizing the apartment & start figuring out what i'll need to take on my trip. i can't believe i leave in a week!
i've been having strange dreams nightly. last night's involved kicking a terrorist-roommate out of our apartment ("our" being me & some guy) and eating chocolate-noodles, then driving to the phoenix airport which had been coated in some sort of heavy-duty plastic. the night before involved several characters from 90210, for no apparent reason. and thursday night's had some frenchman wandering about in multiple story lines. actually, all these dreams were more sequences than anything else... you'd think i was taking some sort of hallucinogen before bed, but it has not been so. oh well. back to getting the apartment in pristine order.
today my strange mood has so far caused me to vacuum/pick up the apartment, do multiple loads of laundry, reorganize my closet, clean out the fridge & eat more carbs than i'd care to admit to. I also watched Last Tango in Paris, which was VERY Bertolucci-esque. i keep thinking i should call corrina and see if they need any help, but i fear today is an anti-social sort of day so i have not mustered up the energy to call. so i guess while i'm in this odd mood i might as well finish organizing the apartment & start figuring out what i'll need to take on my trip. i can't believe i leave in a week!
i've been having strange dreams nightly. last night's involved kicking a terrorist-roommate out of our apartment ("our" being me & some guy) and eating chocolate-noodles, then driving to the phoenix airport which had been coated in some sort of heavy-duty plastic. the night before involved several characters from 90210, for no apparent reason. and thursday night's had some frenchman wandering about in multiple story lines. actually, all these dreams were more sequences than anything else... you'd think i was taking some sort of hallucinogen before bed, but it has not been so. oh well. back to getting the apartment in pristine order.