it's getting to the point that i think i might have to quit working at the warhol, because i've been working six or seven days a week at my store since i became manager. and they still haven't given me my raise yet, those jerks.
I'm returning to nyc in october with my two rich married girlfriends, our gay boyfriends, and my fiance. glenn is going to talk to the faculty at columbia's grad school and hopefully i can hook him up with a dinner with the dean [whose daughter i dated in high school.] i also need to see my eye doctor while i'm there because my insurance only lets me see one eye doctor in pgh and he works at WALMART. FUCK THAT. i doubt walmart has the prada frames i want.
oh. i'm also going to get some welbutrin in a week or so, so i don't feel lousy and tired all the time. like, a real presciption for once, rather than some black market purchase or random gifts from friends.
i've been bad about getting to the gym lately. i don't look any fatter, but i'm all icky and soft now. and not as flexible because i've been skipping yoga.
pool party in ohio with glenn's dad and stepmom on sunday, which should be excrutiating. at least it means taking a day off.
i think i might actually make it through foucault's pendulum this time around. now that i'm not dating someone who spouts conspiracy theory constantly, i've managed to make it past the first few chapters without becoming thoroughly bored.
someone told me i should go to school for marketing because i'd be amazing at it. what a completely bizarre thought.
can anyone recommend a good GRE study book?
I'm returning to nyc in october with my two rich married girlfriends, our gay boyfriends, and my fiance. glenn is going to talk to the faculty at columbia's grad school and hopefully i can hook him up with a dinner with the dean [whose daughter i dated in high school.] i also need to see my eye doctor while i'm there because my insurance only lets me see one eye doctor in pgh and he works at WALMART. FUCK THAT. i doubt walmart has the prada frames i want.
oh. i'm also going to get some welbutrin in a week or so, so i don't feel lousy and tired all the time. like, a real presciption for once, rather than some black market purchase or random gifts from friends.
i've been bad about getting to the gym lately. i don't look any fatter, but i'm all icky and soft now. and not as flexible because i've been skipping yoga.
pool party in ohio with glenn's dad and stepmom on sunday, which should be excrutiating. at least it means taking a day off.
i think i might actually make it through foucault's pendulum this time around. now that i'm not dating someone who spouts conspiracy theory constantly, i've managed to make it past the first few chapters without becoming thoroughly bored.
someone told me i should go to school for marketing because i'd be amazing at it. what a completely bizarre thought.
can anyone recommend a good GRE study book?
the power of christ compels you to go to the big show on wednesday. let me know how many tickets/passes you want before like... tuesday. do you still get the quick african dispatch? its so dangerous there now. freaks me out.
the colonels cat plays race around the house when she wants things from me and meowing technique proves futile. sometimes she does it just cause shes crazy though.