...with your boyfriend's friends is so pointless. I'm just realizing this now. Unless you marry the guy* you just end up being awkward around the ones you didn't get in the breakup, except that one that he got but still pokes you on Facebook all the time anyway. And it's sort of lonely when you've spent the previous year or however long trying to impress these people and be the kind of person they want to be with and neglected your own life and interests.
*which is apparently something guys want to jump right into. I'm less hasty about the F word ('forever').
Wednesday, December 30, 2009
Friday, December 25, 2009
Happy Christmas!
Lots of books under the tree today, so I'm very happy. Of course I would be anyway because I LOVE Christmas although I'm a little sad about leaving New York next week and not coming back until early June.
The other day I just finished a really good book called Burn This Book, edited by Toni Morrison. Some of the essays are more interesting than the others, and if you just read one of them, read the one by Paul Auster. He's always really interesting.
The other day I just finished a really good book called Burn This Book, edited by Toni Morrison. Some of the essays are more interesting than the others, and if you just read one of them, read the one by Paul Auster. He's always really interesting.
Tuesday, December 8, 2009
Weird Birthday Thought
As of right now, I am nineteen in New York, but in Colorado, I'm still eighteen for an hour and forty five minutes.
/nerd
/nerd
Monday, November 30, 2009
My first NaNoWriMo win!

For the first time (this is my fourth year trying, although the first year I did does not show up on my nano profile) I have hit 50,000 words, the amount needed to win National Novel Writing Month!
The writing is probably crap.
There's at least 25 pages that I'll cut when I edit it for my free proof copy. (Apparently you get a coupon for a single copy of your manuscript as a book.)
But I fulfilled a personal goal today after so long and I was even behind. Today was a 15k day (6k of it was written earlier in the month but today I reached the spot where I can add it in).
I feel good.
Friday, November 13, 2009
Wicked
The other day I saw Wicked here in Denver and there was this kid next to me with her mom who had never seen a "Broadway" show before. I witnessed this kid's first time crying at something happening onstage. It was really great. I was about that age, 10, when I did, too. That's always something that happens with me when I see a show that's really good. I get tears in my eyes. This kid was a little Maggie Doppleganger.
Friday, November 6, 2009
Funny text from last night
(+44): You dont remember anything at all? So you dont remember the shop down my road with the 'TO LET' sign over it? You were adamant that the 'I' had fallen off and that it used to say TOILET...so you took a shit right there in the doorway.
I found this on TFLN and thought it was hilarious because the TO LET signs in England always looked like Toilet signs.
And now for something completely different: I've decided to learn Welsh. It's happening. The BBC is helping me and our university library has all of the Rosetta Stone programs. I want to go there and speak Welsh, because then no one can say I only go to the UK in the summer because I don't have to speak another language.
I found this on TFLN and thought it was hilarious because the TO LET signs in England always looked like Toilet signs.
And now for something completely different: I've decided to learn Welsh. It's happening. The BBC is helping me and our university library has all of the Rosetta Stone programs. I want to go there and speak Welsh, because then no one can say I only go to the UK in the summer because I don't have to speak another language.
Almost there...
My roommate problems (with one of them, not both) have escalated to the point where she's moving out, although she has been "choosing a roommate" for two weeks and just stringing the rest of us along in her little game. In that time she's grabbed me in her usual violent manner. I was told I can file a campus safety report for assault and decided not to because I hate getting people in trouble. Of course, that just gave her a free pass to walk all over me and still act put upon because she imposed upon herself not sleeping in here (although she's still here ALL the time when she's not sleeping). She also took some of my mail and had the nerve to put one of the pieces back (it was a package slip for a package I had already picked up. Great move Sherlock. We're ALL onto you). I think she figured out that she could go to federal prison for mail fraud.
Last night I had a very realistic nightmare about her hurting me and woke up to find her not three feet from my bed this morning. It was worse than Paranormal Activity because this is my actual life. Luckily I found out today that she's chosen a new roommate and the latest she can move out is BEFORE 9 pm this Saturday!
Some things end okay.
Last night I had a very realistic nightmare about her hurting me and woke up to find her not three feet from my bed this morning. It was worse than Paranormal Activity because this is my actual life. Luckily I found out today that she's chosen a new roommate and the latest she can move out is BEFORE 9 pm this Saturday!
Some things end okay.
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