subject: we live in a beautiful world...
mood: slightly ill
music: parachutes--coldplay
CPCetc: pounding in head+belly ache=fun times to be had by all
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Things I Need To Do This Weekend/Prior To Wednesday
+ wash bedsheets that smell like sweaty-sleeping-Kiri and nicht-so-frisch-cat
+ sweep up/disinfect downstairs bathroom from navel to nose
+ sweep up/disinfect bedroom that's a fire hazard
+ sweep up/disinfect basement in general
+ finish Oscar Wilde or suffer the consequences (=nicht gut)
+ learn lines/music or suffer death and dismemberment (=sehr nicht gut)
+ write some Scheiβ that isn't absolutely horrendous
+ find something to wear that is neither a.)terribly horrific nor b.)too well-assembled. I'll take assistance. That was a hint.
+ call Tori and JPalm and figure out Plan for Wednesday night
+ have a cuppa for cleansing purposes
+ shave!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (not that that's important. 'Course not)

As always, there's probably more that I just can't remember. Because I have a short attention span. What was I saying?


I was sleeping, gently napping when I heard the phone
Who is on the other end talking, am I even home ?

Did you see what she did to him, did you hear what they said ?
Just a New York conversation rattling in my head

Ooh my, and what shall we wear, ooh my, and who really cares ?

Just a New York conversation, gossip all of the time
"Did you hear who did what to whom ?", happens all the time

Who has touched and who has dabbled here in the city of shows
Openings, closings, badrap party - everybody knows

Ooh, how sad and why do we call, ooh I'm glad to hear from you all

I am calling, yes I am calling just to speak to you
For I know this night will kill me, if I can't be with you

If I can't be with you
--Lou Reed: "New York Telephone Conversation"


I've got to steal some of Erik's collection and burn like a mofo. Another thing to stick on the list of lists, not that that needs to be done this weekend, but it must be done. *makes note* And I have to call Laura. Don't forget that, Kiri. I can see you thinking about it. *threatens*

Oh my God! It's Friday! Sweet Jesus, yes! No getting up tomorrow morning, no going to school and studying scientific notation or whatever the bloody hell it is, no algebra, no excessive debates over whether Tess of the incessantly long and pointlessly poetic D'Urbervilles was raped! What a wonderfully refreshing conclusion to arrive at.

Off to pretend to do productive things like One-Acts because it's cold out and it's still early to be phoning Laura.

Kiri! >^.^< ~mew.