passed from thal

( So if we met under the mistletoe... )

In other news, the phrase "I have to ask you something" or any of its variants will send me running from the computer in a panic.

Internal randomness

Impartial, rational voice: What do you mean you don't understand femme-on-femme relationships?
Subjective voice: I can't get my head around them. Probably because they don't include me.

Things I Must Do Today:
Study for Phonetics--1:30 p.m.
Phonetics Exam--2 p.m.
Clean Bathroom
Dishes
Clean Bedroom
Write breakdown/breakup script
Email Yis and make sure I have crash space
(anyone who wants to see me in NYC Saturday afternoon tell me now. . .bonus points if you're offering a bed with a girl in it)

Tomorrow:
Trash out
Scriptwriting CM
Cash check/mail exorbitant phone bill from hell
Scriptwriting exam
Christmas prezzies
Laundry
Defrost fridge/clean kitchen
Pack
Print plane ticket/itinerary
Call cab company

Saturday:
Get up at the crack of dawn
Shut off all heaters, double check windows.
GO HOME!!

lalalalala

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Ahem. Apparently from behind I look like a very pounceable gay boy. "C'est un garçon ou une fille, là?" said hopefully by the gay men behind me, when they thought I couldn't hear. When I turned to see out the door: "C'est une fille. . . in a sad voice. Too funny. Wrote a draft of my script. . .would write more if the waiter boy didn't look so much like Hot Julia when he smiles. Damn, some days it'd be nice to be a boy.
Adorable waiter boy also forgot my coffee refill and was really cutely embarrassed. I like being a regular, they smile at you when you come in and know what you like.

Ummmmmmm off to work on the to-do lists and wait 'til ten o'clock.

EDIT: I can't believe I forgot. . .got to faire bisous with my really hot Metho prof from Préstage. I'm not sure if anyone will back me up on this, but Christa is hott. With two ts. Tattooed and tanned and giving off the impression that she rides a BMW vintage motorcycle when she's not teaching. In a skirt.

Speaking of skirts, I love love love living in a city that has grates blowing hot air up women's skirts. I saw a beautiful set of legs today.