"When I say i'm in love, you best believe i'm in LOVE-U-V!"

You know what irritates me? People who go on their Live Journals and discuss how they're depressed. If you're depressed, that's fine. But really, why insist on telling a bunch of strangers on the internet? I was just randomly searching Live Journals (I do it a lot, it's fun) and when people talk about being depressed, it makes me feel depressed for them for being so pathetic.

Last night was pretty okay. We went to Monte's. I didn't really get drunk. Instead, I danced like a guy from Parsabrough at an acdc concert. Darcy and I had all these awesome dance routines and I played air guitar a lot. I hate air guitar. I have bruises on my legs from when I would slide on my knees and play air guitar. Paul and Laura had matching outfits and it was the best thing ever. I just hated that everyone wanted to leave at 1! I was having so much fun, I could have stayed there for 3 days. They played every good song that's ever been written.

I have FIVE essays due in the next three weeks. All of which are 10-15 page papers. I want to die. The one i'm writing now is on "scripted silences" in Shakespeare. I think I should finish my aunatomy (sp?) heart canvas soon because i'm going to be staring at the walls of this apartment consistently for the next three weeks.

I am getting a hair cut this week. I want to dye it too. I want recrods. I want new shoes/clothes/accessories/belts/watches. And for some reason (maybe it's being back in Dartmouth?) i've been wanting to get my nails painted lately. I think I just like the idea of having a manicurist. You know, someone who you talk to about one night stands with and stuff. I also want a little earring to wear on my nail.

Does anyone have any suggestions for new music? I am getting sick of my cd's. Kathy, i'm looking at you. Right now i'm listening to a lot of "grave" music (you know, the really over-the-top dramatic stuff from the 50's). It's the type of stuff like "Teen Angels". Basically, some teenagers a) fall in love, b) can't be together, c) either get in a car accident or hit by a train. It's wearing a little bit thin. Anyways, i'm listening to The Shangri-Las (they sing "Leader of the Pack") and it's getting a little bit exhausting.

I love writing essays on Fridays. I want Erin to come home. I missed my domestic partner this week.

Josh bought me Smitty's today, he is a nice guy. Not too nice though, he wouldn't give me more than three of his hashbrowns.

FINI!