oh boy

Sep 20, 2006 13:30

so i haven't updated since....ummm...may
bad allie....

so apparently my prophecy in life is to meet boys named michael on the 15th date of a month.  these michaels will have depression and anxiety problems.  we feel instant connections between us and they become my best friends.

i met mike on the 15th of january of this year.  of course the first words out of his mouth after learning my name are i've heard bad things about you, i managed to talk to him anyway.  obviously me and mike are best buddies now.  in fact he is taking me to a devils game, AT THE GARDEN, tonight. hehehe

i met mikey on the 15th of july at sounds of the underground.  apparently with a sombero and pigtails pretending to be a poor hungry mexican, i'm just utterly adorable.  i don't know what i would do without mikey.  mike and i can talk about anything, but mikey can rationalize everything for me objectively.  i love that the only other person mikey really knows that i know is steph.  i love having a best friend with an objective opinion.

i met michael #3 (sangi) on the 15th on this month.  already there is such a bond between us.  its kinda incredible.  i miss intellectual conversations.  i like them quite a bit and now i can have them.  he says i'm his female counterpart and perhaps he is right.  i <3 you young'in.  you are the cutest of my michaels.

so the annie cat died last friday.  they won't let me get another kittie.  it makes me really sad.  keeka is a poor subsititute for my annie.  i miss something headbutting me when i'm upset and i'm been upset plenty this weekend.  i feel like i'm playing death in chess and i'm not good at chess so i'm gonna lose.  10 points and a prize to whomever can figure out what movie i took that from.

in other news, if i enter english grad school in seton hall i might just be able to T.A. which would be wonderful.  I'd love to teach College English 1201 and 1202.  I'm plotting as we speak, a whole probably two years in advanced.

well now i'm going to go pick up michael....

P.S. Liz, where are you?  I call your cellphone and its always off!  I miss you :(  Whenever I call you either no one is in your house or its too late to call your house so i feel embarrassed.  Please find me, I misses you a lot.  I'm going to start asking jackie where you are hiding....
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