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i hate that i have to make such a post as this.
but, get with the pro-gram, mes chers. i move-ed.
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that in gold clasps locks in the golden story
RIP little jojofaerie, it's been grand ( Read more... ) -
just call me dreadless mc-gee.
achtung! :: if you're seeing this post, you are not currently in attendence at brandeis and therefore you are sworn to super-secrecy as the following photos are for your eyes only, so that i can make a sneakysneaky grand en-trance in a week 'pon my return to school. (unlocked on 4/28 ( Read more... ) -
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in other news...
my favourite library nook/carrel (sp?) has had its graffiti attemptedly scrubbed off.
no more virginity survey. pfft.
or my freshman inkings of 'ahavah' like the good ivritspeakin crunchy chick i was. -
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y'like my locks?
take 'em in good and long the next time you see me.
this pondering of the chopping is perhaps getting serious. -
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as of tonight i have received twenty-three e-love letters from a man on the internet who only knows me from one of my random site profiles. i have never responded to these notes i get pseudo-regularly, from anywhere between several times a week to perhaps a month apart ever since last october. every single note seems unperturbed by the lack of ( Read more... ) -
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tuesday night >> i was driven home by a bran van driver at 1 AM that was in fact wearing a banana suit. it turned out 6 hours of working and reading purgatorio in the library did not have me hallucinating. he also seemed to know me/my name, i apologized and asked how. he said, "oh, you know. duct tape...rocky horror ( Read more... ) -
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sheryl told me i needed an intervention. i don't want it to come to that. so i think i should just confess...
this week i have been binging on:
stage makeup
curry
improv
crushingand to-day i dipped back into that horrible habit ( Read more... ) -
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i am a forgetful girl. i should remember that i am a sometimes-hypochondriac. perhaps i subconsciously believe i am going to die of a terrible untreated ailment. i have a mysterious bug bite on my ankle and two inches below it is swollen with who knows what allergy reaction or too cute too biting lady shoes all week did me in. i'm scared of summer ( Read more... )
