I'm increasingly obsessed by the need to render what I experience.
-Claude Monet

01-13-01
6:57pm eastern

people of boston: rejoice. people of arizona: mourn.

christa will be at emerson this semester.

woohoo!

I am so very happy. My boss, my savior, the man I will forever worship and love, offered to loan me the money I need for tuition. so there you go. big problem solved almost too easily, but I'm not complaining.

so I'm starting to feel this need to talk about stuff that I've never wanted to talk about before. I am not sure what this means. I should probably start seeing a therapist again. it's hard to find someone that I like and trust though. I dunno.

I cleaned my room and put away all my clothes and plugged in my humidifier finally. chococat doesn't quite know what to think of it. it's loud though. the humidifier. I couldn't afford a super expensive whisper quiet one, but I didn't realize it was going to be as loud as it is. but it's okay.

boys are very exhausting. jeez.

I need to get ready or else I'll be late. also I am hungry and I want to eat something.

I want a monkey. or a robot. ooooh, a robot monkey. that gives me chills just to think about.

 

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