how come nobody told me i looked like a giant saggy-boobed sweater-wearing middle-aged mullet dyke today?! huh?!

augh!!

today it feels like the beginning of autumn. it could even be the first day of school. cool, humid, cloudy. i walked outside, and i was suddenly crowded with images and memories. hebrew school. the feel of a new pack of magic cards (that one's from israel). going school supply shopping and getting excited about it. and then just going back to ( Read more... )

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i think i may be going to paris for thanksgiving with my family, some friends of my parent's, and the friends' kids. they have a daughter who is my age. she just called me and said she wants to go to amsterdam and get wasted ( Read more... )

i...am so unbelievably angry right now. so i go to simon's this morning. fine. good. and then i get a call from liz. now, i was trying really hard not to get too excited, because in my life, when i get excited about something, it promptly disappears or doesn't happen. but i just was bursting and had to tell a few people. but she calls me and says ( Read more... )

good day today. went to ren faire in very convincing drag. some guy called me brother. i was referred to as sir. a girl smiled at me. i like my new binder. kissed a girl, a different girl, a pretty girl, with whom i attended the faire. will see her again tomorrow, hopefully. bought more roses. pretty. am exhausted. had turkey leg!!! so good... ( Read more... )

mother nature has rewarded those of us who survived her bitchy torrential rain fits, for yea, verily, the day is beautiful. it's just above that edge of chilly, because the sun is out, but you can feel the breeze wiping the hot off your skin. i love it. i'm also quite sure that it's going to pour again soon. but i'm happy for today ( Read more... )

oh yeah - my aunt was here yesterday, poking around my room, and she definitely noticed my naked calendar. and looked through it. she said it was cute. speaking of which, i believe it's rugby team month...

me: why am i crazy not to go ( Read more... )