i've seen better sunsets in a five-year-old's drawing book.
craaaaaaaazy weekend spent mostly (entirely) with mat.
mat. when i type that, it feels like my keyboard has a stuffy nose. stubby dose.
yesterday i came back from my dad's after buying a wicked sexy cd/mp3 player that i am in love with. we just... chilled, downtown (irritating rendezvous with kate burok and holly dubin that i'd rather not discuss at brewed awakening) and ar my house, we going to the mall but it got too late so he just stayed until 10:30 and we ate chinkanese. bento box and lo mein.
oh baby.
today i had my appointment with my creepy hairdresser of ambigious sexuality, joseph. casey dropped mat off around 2:00, and we walked to the mallsy and he exchanged his pants for shirts and got a GIFT CARD!!! i got a new BRIEFcase with fruit all over it and then i went in and joe made my hair CRAZY red. he calls it "chili" because he's weird and he was talking about color wheels. it "almost looks real", as he put it. it's like a natural/manic panic hybrid.
i'm going to get him a postcard while i'm in germany. he wrote down some museum names for me. for me. his "muse." i'm developing a rather unorthodox relationship with my hairdresser. i hope he doesn't ask to see me "outside the office".
nah, he's a nice guy and is probably a flaming homosexual.
anyway.
i met up with mat (who had been cruising around the mall doing godknowswhat) and we went to ze food court, got pizza, then went into delia's and he tried a shirt on a we got yelled at because boys aren't allowed in the dressing rooms. xD
MEN'S LIB!
barnes & noble, waiting for snuffaluffamumsicle. we had a riveting conversation about pageant and summer reading in the car. when we got home, my brother was using the computer (ie: occupying my room) so we went to welsh farms and it was closed and lake excellence whoo!
get back, i eventually boot him out because he was being extremely weird and MAKING LEWD COMMENTS ABOUT ME/MY CLEAVAGE/ME AND MAT. my own fucking brother. jesus christ.
and then like yeah like whee like oh my fauking gad.
i'm going to hang out with liz this summer whether she likes it or not.
i am so done here.
mat. when i type that, it feels like my keyboard has a stuffy nose. stubby dose.
yesterday i came back from my dad's after buying a wicked sexy cd/mp3 player that i am in love with. we just... chilled, downtown (irritating rendezvous with kate burok and holly dubin that i'd rather not discuss at brewed awakening) and ar my house, we going to the mall but it got too late so he just stayed until 10:30 and we ate chinkanese. bento box and lo mein.
oh baby.
today i had my appointment with my creepy hairdresser of ambigious sexuality, joseph. casey dropped mat off around 2:00, and we walked to the mallsy and he exchanged his pants for shirts and got a GIFT CARD!!! i got a new BRIEFcase with fruit all over it and then i went in and joe made my hair CRAZY red. he calls it "chili" because he's weird and he was talking about color wheels. it "almost looks real", as he put it. it's like a natural/manic panic hybrid.
i'm going to get him a postcard while i'm in germany. he wrote down some museum names for me. for me. his "muse." i'm developing a rather unorthodox relationship with my hairdresser. i hope he doesn't ask to see me "outside the office".
nah, he's a nice guy and is probably a flaming homosexual.
anyway.
i met up with mat (who had been cruising around the mall doing godknowswhat) and we went to ze food court, got pizza, then went into delia's and he tried a shirt on a we got yelled at because boys aren't allowed in the dressing rooms. xD
MEN'S LIB!
barnes & noble, waiting for snuffaluffamumsicle. we had a riveting conversation about pageant and summer reading in the car. when we got home, my brother was using the computer (ie: occupying my room) so we went to welsh farms and it was closed and lake excellence whoo!
get back, i eventually boot him out because he was being extremely weird and MAKING LEWD COMMENTS ABOUT ME/MY CLEAVAGE/ME AND MAT. my own fucking brother. jesus christ.
and then like yeah like whee like oh my fauking gad.
i'm going to hang out with liz this summer whether she likes it or not.
i am so done here.