Today my cell-phone stopped working. Kind of like a frozen computer screen, but when I got a text message I could reply. Then, i stopped being able to do anything, frozen screen. Presently, I remembered that I'm supposed to do a phone interview with the producer of Independence Day (I know, I'm so cool) tomorrow morning, and I don't have a ( Read more... )

Still in the Caribbean, but I'm leaving tomorrow. I learned how to skim board the other day. Strangest sport ever. it's like surfing on the part of the wave that washes up on the beach. Predictably, I suck at it, and murdered my knees and feet trying to learn, but now I feel all acomplished ( Read more... )

So, yeah, I spent New Year's having dinner with my family and then going to sleep. But it's also true that Bill and Hilary Clinton sat three tables away from me and by random chance (I was leaving the bathroom as he was going in) I kinda met Bill Clinton and he shook my hand. Rock.

OFF CAMPUS I WILL BE LIVING OFF CAMPUS.

I needed to get OUT of those dorms. I don't care anymore what shit room they stick me in this year. I really don't. I get to live in a HOUSE next year. My faith in Oberlin has been restored.

Three days ago I ran out of body wash. Two days ago I ran out of conditioner. Yesterday I ran out of shaving cream. I've been using shampoo to compensate for the losses, so now I'm out of shampoo. I don't think my face-wash is going to cut it for tomorrow. God damn, girl, get to a drugstore ( Read more... )

Despite the fact that I can only hear the bass line of the song playing two rooms away, I can tell that its "Ain't No Other Man" by Christina Agulara.

I met The Fonz. He was at Drunk Enough to Say I Love You, and he just came up behind Dorothy and tapped her on the shoulder, to ask her a question about where he was sitting. It was very fishy. I recognized him about thirty seconds before he came over to us and started laughing and I think he heard the american accents, realized we recognized ( Read more... )

So I went to a play. America and Britian (personified, natch) got into a bed/couch thing and proceeded to have a relationship. The politics were the subtext. There was this one really strange scene when they cuddled and looked at the stars and talked about America's domination of space. The play itself was not amazing, but I like Carol ( Read more... )

Today I went to the Imperial War Museum with Ms. Harper. We went to the Henry Moore exhibit (5 pounds, but worth it) which as excellent. If you are currently in Europe, go see it. There was one drawing, in particular, of people sleeping in the unfinished Circle Line underground, where the tracks eventually went in, during the air raids in London ( Read more... )

I forgot how much I love learning a language, even though it's hard as all hell for me. French is being less of a bitch the second time around, though ( Read more... )