Today...

I....:

a) laughed at my professor: "You all say jam, right? not preserve?" Oh, you Scottish Bridget Jones, you complete me.

b) got a thumb cramp from texting a certain boy aka DEREK. It's all your fault.

c) almost missed my bus via thumb cramp (had to shake it loose) which then ensued in me sprinting like the dickens (who is dickens? fuck him). Sprinting is the wrong word, that implies skill; the only way to capture this image of my panic-stricken attempt at running is to imagine a penguin high on hallucinogens with a sprained ankle. This is how I run/roll.

d) Drank an unsatisfying London Fog Tazo Tea Latte Grande size (r)(c)(tm)(we own your soul)

e) Listened to the Wonderful Five: TV on the Radio, Liam Finn, Wilco, Cake, Chad Vangaalen

f) Got embarrassing stomach growls. The starbucks customers beside me look worried; alien spaghetti scene.

g) Will probably play Spore. MMMMM evolution.

h) Will have a wonderful night :)

i) All of the above

j) some of the above

k)nife

Holy DQ, Batman

oh, look, i'm trying to do my essay again.

fuuuck Henry James and his use of central intelligence, drama of perception and EFFING AMBIGUITY. is she insane? isn't she? is she in love with a ten year old? or are we all sick and twisted and HENNY JAMES IS LAUGHING AT OUR DIRTY, DIRTY MINDS. phallic towers.


I've got a cinnamon roll from Tim's. Stuff that in your pipe and smoke it, Henny.
Yeah, that's right--Henny.

I want to go back to bed .

I should be doing my essay...Fuck Henry James.

mmmm hi.

I've restarted my blog.

because kim got one

and i want to date kim

well not really date

more like love.

in a physical-sexy way involving vanilla ice cream.

I should keep doing my essay.