i had a group interview at victoria's secret. they put three of us in a tiny room and interviewed us one right after the other. like in the ms. america pageant.

"so why should i hire YOU ?"

"dude. look at my boobs."

i hope i won.

tonite i got free press to tickets to a crappy movie. afterwards i walked all the way from M st. barefoot, because my sexy shoes were getting stuck in the cracks of the coblestone and making my feet bleed. my life is so not hott.

i met this kid at line at the milkshake maker, we bonded over a disintrest in Facebook and collar popping. laughed at patriotic songs during at WWII celebration and saw fireworks in the daylight.compared moleskin quotes, got lost, sat on the steps of the lincoln memorial. heard tales of paris life and working at the french version of who wants to ( Read more... )

it's time for some major introspection, albeit publicly ( Read more... )

may, let's do coffee. or lunch. or fuck, anything. but get me off this ant hill. searching for that little blue book that has your number in it as we speak...
free until 8pm tonite,
your sloth

...which is more like joining the circus than an institution of higher education. not wanting you to spontaneously change your mind and transfer upon realization that half the campus is "undergoing serious renovation" (being loudly blown-up during the early hours of the morning right outside your freshman dumpster-facing dorm window.) , the RA's ( Read more... )

--always has cookies

--is sleeping on the couch so we can have her bed

--stayed up until 3;45 this morning making the kid sandwiches to take on the plane.

--ist die Koenigin


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all together we have made each other cry five times. five times in 12 days. blame it on the heat. or the fact that we don't really know each other. or that now, we maybe actually do. i'm rambling, and not saying it... but. YOU know. in six days everything shatters into beautiful memories. gemeinsam zaehne-putzen wird vorbei...it won't be real ( Read more... )

days to launch: 3

money supply: -2

packing status: almost started

stress level: 98% and steiging

i keep seeing people i haven't seen in a while, the initial bliss of familiarity has already warn off and i want out. america sucks guys. we're fat, ignorant, and use too much oil ( Read more... )