...and sometimes i disappear for a minute. a HOT minute.
i'm writing this entry on my new macbook, sitting at the starbucks across from UM, drinking a quad venti caramel macchiato, and eating a parfait. my life is unbearably difficult. nice change of pace. i'm waiting for the shit to hit the fan.
the days go by so quickly. even faster on the weekends. this past was party after party with good liquor and good people and never enough dancing. my legs still hurt from all the dancing i did do, but seriously, who wants to stop? i don't even look good when i'm doing it, ha!
the show and post-show antics from thursday are still on the brain (totally hitting the palace again this week, i hope). was supposed to hang out with ash on friday night, but she ended up going to a cocktail party and i found myself at the most homosexual party ever at the new apartments on campus at UM. met a ton of really fun people (i think my favorites were nick, the gaysian, and jacob, the ten foot tall dane). oh, the things that happen at parties... saturday, we had a party at my house. chris and heather and my sara came to. two words: jager bomb. i woke up sunday morning feeling like i was stuck out in the ocean on a choppy water day. brought back memories of my childhood. tch. i was so prone to motion sickness as a kid. once the initial wave of yuckiness passed, sara and i went over to my parents' house, had take-out chinese for dinner, and got to hear all kinds of fun stories about my mom and hughie's sex life, all brought on by them poking fun at my brief heterosexual excursion. it's okay, i can handle being the butt of a joke every once in a while. then last night, i took sara down to the grove to the cheesecake factory. we had a bottle of wine and some martinis and some fabulous food and our server was this boy i went to highschool with who ash dated and he totally wanted to bone sara.
the vague play-by-plays do no justice. suffice it to say that my life is suddenly fucking amazing and it constantly surprises me.
still considering nanowrimo, but the fact that i have a fifteen page paper, a seven page paper, and a presentation all due on november sixteenth make me want to vomit. if i do go for nano, it's just going to be me kind of venting, writing shit down, memorizing these changes, and hopefully finding some good lines for the medium i prefer. sara's enthusiasm about the whole thing is really cute, though.
i'm exhausted. was up until seven this morning and didn't make it to work. they probably didn't notice anyway.
i miss having the ability to write pretty words. i really do. then, i miss a lot of things. and i don't mean that to sound whiny or negative in any way. life is change and change is good and i have absolutely nothing to complain about.
i'm writing this entry on my new macbook, sitting at the starbucks across from UM, drinking a quad venti caramel macchiato, and eating a parfait. my life is unbearably difficult. nice change of pace. i'm waiting for the shit to hit the fan.
the days go by so quickly. even faster on the weekends. this past was party after party with good liquor and good people and never enough dancing. my legs still hurt from all the dancing i did do, but seriously, who wants to stop? i don't even look good when i'm doing it, ha!
the show and post-show antics from thursday are still on the brain (totally hitting the palace again this week, i hope). was supposed to hang out with ash on friday night, but she ended up going to a cocktail party and i found myself at the most homosexual party ever at the new apartments on campus at UM. met a ton of really fun people (i think my favorites were nick, the gaysian, and jacob, the ten foot tall dane). oh, the things that happen at parties... saturday, we had a party at my house. chris and heather and my sara came to. two words: jager bomb. i woke up sunday morning feeling like i was stuck out in the ocean on a choppy water day. brought back memories of my childhood. tch. i was so prone to motion sickness as a kid. once the initial wave of yuckiness passed, sara and i went over to my parents' house, had take-out chinese for dinner, and got to hear all kinds of fun stories about my mom and hughie's sex life, all brought on by them poking fun at my brief heterosexual excursion. it's okay, i can handle being the butt of a joke every once in a while. then last night, i took sara down to the grove to the cheesecake factory. we had a bottle of wine and some martinis and some fabulous food and our server was this boy i went to highschool with who ash dated and he totally wanted to bone sara.
the vague play-by-plays do no justice. suffice it to say that my life is suddenly fucking amazing and it constantly surprises me.
still considering nanowrimo, but the fact that i have a fifteen page paper, a seven page paper, and a presentation all due on november sixteenth make me want to vomit. if i do go for nano, it's just going to be me kind of venting, writing shit down, memorizing these changes, and hopefully finding some good lines for the medium i prefer. sara's enthusiasm about the whole thing is really cute, though.
i'm exhausted. was up until seven this morning and didn't make it to work. they probably didn't notice anyway.
i miss having the ability to write pretty words. i really do. then, i miss a lot of things. and i don't mean that to sound whiny or negative in any way. life is change and change is good and i have absolutely nothing to complain about.
redgun:
Nice- macbook, starbucks, Miami....party in moderation babe!
dx927:
Where the heck have you been? 