i really have got to stop sleeping through dinner but i wasn't hungry anyway but now i am and it's closed and sigh.
ooo! sarah and i decided to go to java jones for poety night
...even though i hate poetry
...even though i hate that whole circle of "i'm better than you because nyah, i write better and nyah" or something like that
...even though it's fucking freezing outside and i don't really want to walk the 20 minutes to goddamn iv.
all the in the name of a social life, eh?
i'm listening to esp's mix cd and it is so marvelous.
ok. time to skeedaddle. (skeedaddle?) yeah. that's what i said.