terrakotta

I really think there needs to be a new smilie that depicts someone comatose, because that's what I feel close to being right now!

I spent the whole morning, afternoon, and evening at school, between meetings, reading, and class... I did get to hang out with some classmates in the dormitory they are sharing for the summer, though. It's a lot like a frat house without the stupidity or date rapes, and I'm a bit envious of their temporary dissent into the college-youth mindset. 'Downed a few margaritas, waited to sober up to drive, then fought the passive-aggressive defroster on my car that insists on torturing me when I drive down winding, lightless roads in the rain. I had my eye on one classmate but have decided that I now have too much respect for him to try to sleaze my way into his bed. Jesus, I should really just grow a penis and facial hair if I'm going to think this way. (No offense intended to the Y-Chrome crowd)

I spent my hour break in Northampton, browsing in Pride and Joy, the local fabulous Gay & Lesbian store. I must give off the not-gay-dar signal or something because when I went to the register, the owner seemed peeved that I was there.

I think I'm going to get the brow piercing tomorrow. And perhaps try to not guzzle margaritas for a day or two. The sour mix has sensitized my teeth so much, even that new Crest isn't helping. I could just go crazy with the Abesol or something, but isn't that one step closer to Leaving Las Vegas? Que Sera, Sera...