1. Aiiii. That's all I have to say about teh sex. AYYYYYY. We never get enough sleep anyway.
2. I can't believe I'm already experiencing RAM limitations on this laptop. It's supposed to be the bestest thing ever -- immortal, impervious to all the problems of PCs ... *sigh*... ok, so I suppose I should just buy some more memory.
3. 3 days' worth of music on an iPod is not bad. I can live with that. You have no idea though, how many Flaming Lips records D has. When I scroll down the list on the iTunes library it seems like the screen's frozen on the Lips section for a few moments. Echofonic Radio: All Lips, All the Time. Sheesh. Good thing I did some emergency injections of Beck yesterday.
4. The fair last night was ghetto-fabulous. Do rich people ever head out to the county fair, or are they beyond common forms of amusement? Do they have their own fancy sterilized versions of crazy rickety rides that go for way too long and make you dizzy? Do they make sure they're walking on transplanted grass instead of slippery mud and dropped toys? Do they always spell "Sno-Konez", "KarmL D'appL", "Oreint Express" and "Fountian Drinks" correctly when it comes to their handpainted signage? I want to know.
5. Going to Prom (for me) means taking all day to get dressed up and getting all excited about who's gonna be there and going to dinner beforehand,
then sitting up against the walls once we get there and sipping beer in gloved hands in a corner, being too shy to say hi to people you recognize even though you've never met them before. Should I go this year? I've been even more SG anti-social than usual recently because of school.
6. Yesterday's East Bay was so nice -- sunny, cool breezed, and quiet -- I know I should have gone outside but instead I stayed in the apartment, propped open all the doors so I could feel the breeze waft in through our porch and out the front catwalk ... I spent a few hours in new underwear, washing old underwear. I have to say that one of the best parts about being a girl is the lingerie. What passes for underwear nowadays ... god, I love it.
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What's your favorite season and why?
I miss summer because I like being able to pack a month's worth of clothes into a duffel bag and still having room for my art supplies and books. And the scent of coconut suntan oil on pretty girls who walk past me in a breeze ... that's nice, too.
SIGH. That was a pleasant little fantasy ... but now it's time to hit the library. Again. SIGH
Mlle Summer, please come soon ...
2. I can't believe I'm already experiencing RAM limitations on this laptop. It's supposed to be the bestest thing ever -- immortal, impervious to all the problems of PCs ... *sigh*... ok, so I suppose I should just buy some more memory.
3. 3 days' worth of music on an iPod is not bad. I can live with that. You have no idea though, how many Flaming Lips records D has. When I scroll down the list on the iTunes library it seems like the screen's frozen on the Lips section for a few moments. Echofonic Radio: All Lips, All the Time. Sheesh. Good thing I did some emergency injections of Beck yesterday.
4. The fair last night was ghetto-fabulous. Do rich people ever head out to the county fair, or are they beyond common forms of amusement? Do they have their own fancy sterilized versions of crazy rickety rides that go for way too long and make you dizzy? Do they make sure they're walking on transplanted grass instead of slippery mud and dropped toys? Do they always spell "Sno-Konez", "KarmL D'appL", "Oreint Express" and "Fountian Drinks" correctly when it comes to their handpainted signage? I want to know.
5. Going to Prom (for me) means taking all day to get dressed up and getting all excited about who's gonna be there and going to dinner beforehand,
then sitting up against the walls once we get there and sipping beer in gloved hands in a corner, being too shy to say hi to people you recognize even though you've never met them before. Should I go this year? I've been even more SG anti-social than usual recently because of school.
6. Yesterday's East Bay was so nice -- sunny, cool breezed, and quiet -- I know I should have gone outside but instead I stayed in the apartment, propped open all the doors so I could feel the breeze waft in through our porch and out the front catwalk ... I spent a few hours in new underwear, washing old underwear. I have to say that one of the best parts about being a girl is the lingerie. What passes for underwear nowadays ... god, I love it.
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What's your favorite season and why?
I miss summer because I like being able to pack a month's worth of clothes into a duffel bag and still having room for my art supplies and books. And the scent of coconut suntan oil on pretty girls who walk past me in a breeze ... that's nice, too.
SIGH. That was a pleasant little fantasy ... but now it's time to hit the library. Again. SIGH
Mlle Summer, please come soon ...
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zgrat:
spring. it's starting to get warm and all the flowers are blooming in the trees
kasia:
hmmmm...i think it's still like that from when they asked for my zip code back when i first joined...