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"The door was thirsty."
Dec. 3rd, 2006 11:51 pmThe limeade is all gone. What will I drink whilst I tackle the 10 page Ebola paper tomorrow (keeping my fingers crossed that I get my ac adapter in the mail tomorrow)? I think I bruised the heel of my left hand on Friday, it's kinda sore. Ted and I should not be drunk around each other--we're very belligerent and ended up punching each other a lot. He also ran me into Jameson's television. Firefly and drinking after having most of your classes canceled on account of 14 inches of snow is amazing, but be sure to not let yourself get really depressed near the end of the night, or at least surround yourself with amazing people to make it better.
Saturday night I saw Maya's dance, which was amazing, along with some other good ones. Dance is so hard to explain, but it was a really diverse, beautiful show. The 48 Hour Film Festival was better than last year, I thought. I kind of wish we had done one, but oh well. I think it might be bi-annually now. They all had to have bananas in them, as well as a bible quote and something awkward. There were only one or two that I didn't like, mostly because they had too much at the moment humor that did not translate to the audience at large. I really want Art Robson to psycho-analyze them all fancy-pants style in class.
I've told Kate, Ted, and Robert to visit me over break. I really want them to.
I'm looking forward to not having work, but not to having no Maya. I'm going to avoid res life at all costs. I don't want another roommate.
I wish I could just stop being so stupid and weird and awkward and crazy. I really need to just do something about that and stop this incessant teeter-totter of emotions I've been on. It's not going to happen any time soon, I don't think, but I really need to stop being such a psycho.
Last night I watched Velvet Goldmine for the first time in forever. It was so refreshing.
Saturday night I saw Maya's dance, which was amazing, along with some other good ones. Dance is so hard to explain, but it was a really diverse, beautiful show. The 48 Hour Film Festival was better than last year, I thought. I kind of wish we had done one, but oh well. I think it might be bi-annually now. They all had to have bananas in them, as well as a bible quote and something awkward. There were only one or two that I didn't like, mostly because they had too much at the moment humor that did not translate to the audience at large. I really want Art Robson to psycho-analyze them all fancy-pants style in class.
I've told Kate, Ted, and Robert to visit me over break. I really want them to.
I'm looking forward to not having work, but not to having no Maya. I'm going to avoid res life at all costs. I don't want another roommate.
I wish I could just stop being so stupid and weird and awkward and crazy. I really need to just do something about that and stop this incessant teeter-totter of emotions I've been on. It's not going to happen any time soon, I don't think, but I really need to stop being such a psycho.
Last night I watched Velvet Goldmine for the first time in forever. It was so refreshing.
