act your age (not your shoe size) and maybe we can do the twirl...
there was this semi-cute guy who looked vaguely like physicsboy at stein's yesterday, but i didn't hit on him fast enough so he went to go play guitar. he liked prince. now you can see why i wasn't that fast. :) "purple rain is the best album in the world..." i'm like "... i need a drink."
listening to garbage now and getting irritated. we had anarchist planned for a week! unfair!
hungry. also vaguely irritated at mum- she was pissed off with me last night and told me not to take my bad temper out on them, i told her i didn't have a bad temper i was jsut extremely tired, she's like "oh please, i understand that you're angry at not seeing charissa but-" and i'm just like, why on earth would i be angry, i wasn't expecting to see her... bah. so i went to bed after a few more squabbles, slept til auntie frances called at 9:20AM, and then mum was all amazed that i'd slept 13 hours... i'm just like "I TOLD YOU I WAS TIRED." god, if she doesn't ever believe me then i'm sure i don't know why she asks.
kinda wanna go to the maddy tonight, i feel like well-off 30-y/o lawyers... but it all comes down to cash, of course. Beh. Want my underwear back, but michelle has it. She got black velvet ones and a dark red pair for shubha, not my taste.
Ah, Weezer... going to go have lunch now.
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Thinkin' about
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