last day in btown for the summer! w00ten!

today i feel: better...?
today i'm hearing: the chenille sisters--regretting what i said
today i'm thinking: alone time will be good for me

I'm going to make a list. For that will get this whole blog thing over faster and much less painful for all of us.

1. I think I have finally accepted that my need for wit outweighs my need for an honest explanation of my feelings. Because, yes, I express my feelings, but I try to do it in as enjoyable a way as possible. And that's okay. It just means that I read Oscar Wilde far too much (and didn't we know that all-ready anyway?).

2. I am almost all packed! Tomorrow morning, I hop in the car with my bad self and a couple of new mix tapes and head down to good old Car-bohn-duh-lay. And it will be good. I'm going to miss all the rad cats here in BTown, but it's time. The stakes were getting higher constantly. And by 'stakes were getting higher' I mean 'the Palm women were about to kill each other and, oh, how bloody a bath it would be'.

3. I am eating delicious rhubarb crisp. It is very tasty. I highly recommend it to all interested parties.

4. The nose slugs have all but gone away and have left me with a very scary and painful cough. But! this usually means I'm on the mend. I've had a lot of respiratory infections/colds, can you tell? I would much rather have scratchy, scary coughs than the constant threat of choking on my own mucus during the night, though I do pity Down-the-Hall Matt and Chelsea who have to sleep in the room next to me and hear me dying all throughout the night. Tough luck there, mates.

5. Last night, I discovered that one of my many weird tendencies is not just a quirk, but a legitimate fetish. Legitimate fetish! It has a legitimate and very intelligent-sounding name! Notably, it is very rare (AS IT SHOULD BE, DAMNIT!), but it is a psychological term and I cannot be mocked by any of those silly persons who mock me for being silly. ...Yes. Also, all those who know, specifically, of what I am speaking should take care not to do 'certain things' to 'a certain Kiri' unless they are hankering for 'certain results' that she cannot control because she has a Legitimate Fetish. So ngyah.

It's hard to believe that I can spell 'legitimate' correctly that many times. Good Lord.