Wait till I get my money
Tomorrow is my first weeknight off in i don’t know how long. Then, this weekend, I’m going to Carbondale to Kyle. Today, I signed his wall “you can be my black kate moss tonight (Friday).” and cut-lined a picture of him “Sic semper Tyrannosaurus-Kyle.” This is all evidence that our relationship is very strange and very happy. As predicted by him perhaps, the 14 hours of prevention he spent driving here and back to visit me has bought him 30 hours or more of cure. I’m much less needy about the phone thing. Some of that is the curse of having cingular vs. sprint and how they won’t let us talk to each other for free… assholes. That should all be fixed soon though cos I think I’m gonna buy a mogul tonight. It’ll cut out my ability to discreetly textmessage about ever… but it’ll be pretty fancy. And I love fancy.
Also, I’m very excited because I’m spending the weekend in Illinois. And it looks like this year I’ll live my life on the standard that “it’s already Tuesday!” oh how time flies when you’re in college and working about 40 hours and going to school 14 and working on a conference paper/watching movies/hooking up cable in your room in your spare time. This semester I’m even doing the readings. They’re interesting. Moreso in Art History than any other classes since text books are written for morons. Oh! And I walked a mile and did 50 crunches today and 25 pushups. I think I’m going to start doing crunches and things every day from now on. That’d be good. And I wouldn’t even have to go to the gym. But maybe I could use the exercise bikes in the lounge at the apartment complex.
I’m spastic and happy tonight (read: manic). Oopsies. Uhm. The Most Serene Republic are like my favorite band ever right now. And the new interpol is also very good.
TOMORROW: Join me for margaritas somewhere. My weekend starts on Wednesday.