school is fucking brilliant. i hate walking to classes but once i'm there and listening it's great. i have an essay due thursday and one due on the eighth. probably by then another essay will be due for american 20th century literature. another play to see. i need to get tickets.
i get to see amy and laura on the weekend! maybe rodeo drive or maybe the street with all those stars. i wonder how i'll manage to drive to la. if i could do it last year, though, i'll get through it this year.
i've started reading 'satan says' (i think, i'm too lazy to go upstairs) by sharon olds. i need to type up the hitler poem.
it's really strange. i was all angsty and angry and happy over the weekend and now i feel at a bit more manageable level. not happy but not
ugh. house is touching some pre-legal girl.
