tuesday i laid in bed recuperating. i went out to see, of all stupid things, a knicks game. with the damned flu.
also i was called a tramp. which amused me because who uses such terms for hobo nowadays (who even says hobo). also because i seem to have harassed my grandmother for so long that she is running out of witty negative things to call me. nyah nyah!
no, really i am sad about our relationship. occasionally.
g'night.elliot
also i was called a tramp. which amused me because who uses such terms for hobo nowadays (who even says hobo). also because i seem to have harassed my grandmother for so long that she is running out of witty negative things to call me. nyah nyah!
no, really i am sad about our relationship. occasionally.
g'night.elliot
I use the word hobo.
No, really, sometimes I feel like going to a sports game just for the food. I don't think it's the food so much as the actual act of going to a game and having a frank or whatever. So good. I love flirting with cliche.
As for school in the US, I can barely afford to go to school up here, much less the US. Which is kind of a shame, as I do enjoy a number of US cities. I'm thinking there might be a good program in Toronto or something... I don't know. The idea and process involved in moving oneself to somewhere totally new is a little mind boggling. I've moved places before, but I've always either had help moving there, or knew someone where I was going. Usually both.
My main interest in clothing construction is making things for myself. At least I think. I never have actually made anything for myself, so I don't really know yet.
Anyway, it was nice to get a comment on my journal entry. Take care!