now it's dancin' ink across your skin
Returning from the bookstore with five thick French novels made me feel really sophisticated but also worried. Because the only way for me to read a novel in another language is to look up every other word as I read, and the only way to do that is to spend hours on it, and we all know Drew doesn't do that. But then I got to class this morning and realized the name of it is Quests for the Absolute, and the syllabus likes to talk about creative journeys through imagination, the drug experience, and heightened states of conciousness, and my first assignment is to read "Le Poeme du Hachisch." So I think it will be fun. And don't the French spell "hashish" strangely?
Wini is coming to visit tomorrow and maybe she can bring me my computer back! That would be nice.
Yesterday I lost a bet and almost had to watch Kill Bill and I would have died of squeamishness, but luckily the DVD was missing. It'll be found soon though and it will be horrible and I will be exposed for my true girly nature. Actually that will be exposed later this evening at the fitness test. oh what a day.
Wini is coming to visit tomorrow and maybe she can bring me my computer back! That would be nice.
Yesterday I lost a bet and almost had to watch Kill Bill and I would have died of squeamishness, but luckily the DVD was missing. It'll be found soon though and it will be horrible and I will be exposed for my true girly nature. Actually that will be exposed later this evening at the fitness test. oh what a day.