samitha

my heater is broken and clanking and leaking water.. and i lost my phone on wednesday. but at least i know where it is now! i am hoping to get it back tomorrow.. in case, ya know, anyone actually likes me and wants to call. jk! i'm toooooootally not feeling sorry for myself. actually i am, but it's about something a little more important. well, i'm not sure how important in the bigger picture, but yeah, i don't want to fail analysis of form.. but i have a still life due thursday that i haven't started on that was meant to be AT LEAST a 40 hour project. fucking jackholes. i'm having an authority-hating week. i need to drink, i think.

i met a comedian over thanksgiving.. well, actually i went camping with him. my sister and bro in law invited him.. he WAS pretty amusing. but what was more amusing was that my sister couldn't just call him by his first name, she HAD to say the last name too.. every time. and it's a 4 syllable last name! i think as my sister matures and realizes that her husband may just accept her dream of not having any children, she allows herself to get kookier. no kids = no reason to act sane. or maybe L.A. actually is driving her a little batshit, i dunno.

whatever. my main point was that no tengo telefono, so forgive me if you have called and i have yet to respond.

i bought strawberries. and they were ripe. IN NOVEMBER! i love california solely for the produce.

now... if i could only find a nice, rose-blushed peach with a perfect little cleft nestled between two ripe, fleshy globes. work with me, california!