in the billiard room...
NOLA Countdown: 16 days
Today i watched Laguna Beach again. I don't know what is going on, pseudo-reality television programs about teenagers living in Orange County should not be my idea of entertainment.
I've planned myself an art project in which i will save an In-N-Out cup, a Jamba Juice cup, and some other ubiquitous california things for use as decorations in my dorm. Every time i see the kids on Laguna Beach eating In-N-Out i just giggle.
I just got my mailing address for school, so if you e-mail me or comment or something, I can give it to you so you can send me weird postcards and things. Weird postcards are the best things ever. I like the blank ones where you can draw your own picturesque scene. Once, when my dad was on a long business trip in NY I sent him a grey postcard that was subtitled: "Golden Gate Bridge." Hey, it's true to life. I have no idea where all those shots of SF come from where there is a crystal clear night, because by 8 that damn fog is always rolling in, even on the nicest of days.
I just had a whole paragraph focusing on fog. That saddens me to the quick.
Party Reminder:
My going away party is Saturday the 13th @ 4:00. Food and randomness will ensue for several hours. I want to make s'mores. I don't have the inclination to call everyone i know, so you are all free to bring friends.
Today i watched Laguna Beach again. I don't know what is going on, pseudo-reality television programs about teenagers living in Orange County should not be my idea of entertainment.
I've planned myself an art project in which i will save an In-N-Out cup, a Jamba Juice cup, and some other ubiquitous california things for use as decorations in my dorm. Every time i see the kids on Laguna Beach eating In-N-Out i just giggle.
I just got my mailing address for school, so if you e-mail me or comment or something, I can give it to you so you can send me weird postcards and things. Weird postcards are the best things ever. I like the blank ones where you can draw your own picturesque scene. Once, when my dad was on a long business trip in NY I sent him a grey postcard that was subtitled: "Golden Gate Bridge." Hey, it's true to life. I have no idea where all those shots of SF come from where there is a crystal clear night, because by 8 that damn fog is always rolling in, even on the nicest of days.
I just had a whole paragraph focusing on fog. That saddens me to the quick.
Party Reminder:
My going away party is Saturday the 13th @ 4:00. Food and randomness will ensue for several hours. I want to make s'mores. I don't have the inclination to call everyone i know, so you are all free to bring friends.