"[He] looks good, the [boy]'s attractive."
In a similar vein to what Stacey has mentioned, I'm finding it easier to be crushing on guys that there is no possible chance of my getting together with. It seems to be less of a heart-tug, and more suited to my tres busy schedule. This is not to say that I don't get a little shock to the blood when I run into said males (really, singular at the mo', but I'm leaving it open to maintain a sense of mystery-- haHA!), but I dunno. I'm hoping things will solidify eventually in this general area, but for now, or at least until winter breakies begin, I'm down with not lying desolate in my room over someone. I've done that enough for now, and I've seen my budds dealing with it as well, and it's hard. But it's life, I guess. Fuck it.
So once again, in a matter of minutes, I shall be off to (hopefully) my last lit 101 section. I love sherwin, don't get me wrong. the man's hilar and Julian and I always get into giggle fits when he's washing his hands with water from his thermos. But I'm done with the bitch. I'm done with the conversations that go nowhere. I'm done thinking in a hermeneutics mindset. The 20 page final essay thing alone is driving me mad. I should have been working on that for the past half hour.
but chose not to.
That's what this weekend's about, right?
Right.
Seeing "I'm not there" tonight with dad and binjles. Really excited. I love Todd Haynes (the man may be ugly as sin, but "Velvet Goldmine" is a true testement to his art), and the cast looks supoib. plus joshua clover liked it, and he's a very tough man to please. I could give less than a flying fuck as to how Mick LaSalle ranked it. That man is a jumped-up prick and I don't care who knows it. Goddaaaaamn.
Probably gonna be an AA next year again. Yesssssssssssssssssssss. Love it. I've had so much fun with it this year, it's just silly. Kate's been awfully good fun as an instructor, and I've had epic sections. EPIC. My studentios are just dollfaces. Think I might have to have a reunion or something later in the year. Or a dance party. Something ballsy.
Ugh. laundry. that shit better be fully washed. I'll flip if it's not. These damn washers and dryers. It's like we hand-made them or something. Fingers crossed, dahlinks.
Just keep on keeping on for 2 more weeks, hose-head. You can do it.
amour
So once again, in a matter of minutes, I shall be off to (hopefully) my last lit 101 section. I love sherwin, don't get me wrong. the man's hilar and Julian and I always get into giggle fits when he's washing his hands with water from his thermos. But I'm done with the bitch. I'm done with the conversations that go nowhere. I'm done thinking in a hermeneutics mindset. The 20 page final essay thing alone is driving me mad. I should have been working on that for the past half hour.
but chose not to.
That's what this weekend's about, right?
Right.
Seeing "I'm not there" tonight with dad and binjles. Really excited. I love Todd Haynes (the man may be ugly as sin, but "Velvet Goldmine" is a true testement to his art), and the cast looks supoib. plus joshua clover liked it, and he's a very tough man to please. I could give less than a flying fuck as to how Mick LaSalle ranked it. That man is a jumped-up prick and I don't care who knows it. Goddaaaaamn.
Probably gonna be an AA next year again. Yesssssssssssssssssssss. Love it. I've had so much fun with it this year, it's just silly. Kate's been awfully good fun as an instructor, and I've had epic sections. EPIC. My studentios are just dollfaces. Think I might have to have a reunion or something later in the year. Or a dance party. Something ballsy.
Ugh. laundry. that shit better be fully washed. I'll flip if it's not. These damn washers and dryers. It's like we hand-made them or something. Fingers crossed, dahlinks.
Just keep on keeping on for 2 more weeks, hose-head. You can do it.
amour