soph

yeah!
i cried when they played "turn into."
boy what a great day/night i had yesterday. it was perfect; i'll tell you about it later if you want.

Today all my favourite things happened (well, most at least): sex, coffee, beer, sunshine, burrito, walk in the Mission, roof-sitting, music, stoned thrift-storing.

Excellent.

Now I am going to write a goddamned French paper.

Mondays suck. I hate em -- I've always got so much to do, and more free hours than on any other day, but I just fuck around all day because I can't concentrate. Tuesdays I always feel great, but I am so busy. There's not enough time, and mild panic always sets in by mid-afternoon.

We have seen eachother every Tuesday that we were both...
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I hope when it is summer again I will feel more creative. So much to do! aaagh.

feelin better, thank for the well wishes etc.
now i just have a sore, swollen throat and my lower back feels as if it is full of molten lead. ow ow ow. are those two things together symptoms of something I should worry about? the boys keep telling me i have malaria i have no idea how they got fixated on that but it is...
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i think i'm sick ewwwww.

i am actually accomplishing things today! incredible what just one wee day off can do for a person. i can't even remember the last time i had an actual day off when i wasn't going anywhere at all.

today i have:
walked in the rain
been to the grocery store
drunk 4 cups of delicious coffee made by me
made oatmeal raisin cookies
brought some...
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Kilgore Trout once wrote a short story which was a dialogue between two pieces of yeast. They were discussing the possible purposes of life as they ate sugar and suffocated in their own excrement. Because of their limited intelligence, they never came close to guessing that they were making champagne.

it takes 6 minutes to walk between our houses... that means the sweet boy can carry me a cup of coffee to give me strength for my damn french project and it will still be hot when he comes up my stairs.

must finish this thing.
hate it hate it hate it! argh. at least i love the book (Andr Gide's Les faux-monnayeurs).

last night we evaded security guards in yerba buena and snuck around the garden; blew smoke in his direction and then scampered away when he got a wee bit suspicious. hid in our seats at the movie theatre and giggled until our eyes watered... dave chappelle's block party: good movie. it made me feel, just... really good, peaceful and happy. everyone in it was having...
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PJs worn alllll day

was chillin so hard! oh dear,

then things got hairy.

i'm going on vacaaaaaation, bitches! yessssss.