in which we pretend to be grown ups
im re-allergic to dairy
a boy and his granola
dirty mind
ohh catherine
henry is really a grownup though
artemis why won't you update our blog??? ihave no idea what is going on in your life. for my part i have to stay awake all night and edit my 25 page paper and illustrate it with renaissance style illuminations. i am going to cry. i am drinking this awesome white tea that is basically made of dried fruit and i put it in reusable tea bags. i like those better i've decided. britt peltz gave me a handful of splenda packets so it is iced tea now. mary and i had a nice order in diner japonais. somehow i managed to spend all evening in her room with shorts on my head. there is a picture but on mary's disposable camera. i am never ordering fire dragon roll again, it is the sushi equivalent of a hamburger and i feel sick. i have lost 5 pounds this week i attribute this to sleeping oh lets see never. fortunately i will be able to make up for it soon enough starting actually about 10 minutes ago when i consumed my second dinner. my room is messy and covered with orange peels. is it going to snow tomorrow? that might be nice actually. i could wear my gloves. tomorrow i have to make tons of photocopies of stupid roman monumental inscriptions and books of hours and the like and i hope the librarians will not be mean to me. i hate them all and they hate children too so it is all clear between us. they basically accused me of arranging trysts in the kansas city room. okay now back to the grindstone.
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Are you at Wild Oats? Who is Henry?
of course i am at wild oats. henry is simply a dashing young gentleman of my acquaintance.
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