so i am obsessed with janelle monae. she's hot (and todd keeps telling me i'm in love with girl rock stars and no one else). she channels old, black dead guys when she performs. she actually WAS james brown, jimi hendrix, and michael jackson (kind of black, i guess). she wears equestrian black and white all the time. she's so rad and i danced SOOOOOOO much at her show. she's gorgeous and makes me dance so duh i love.
i am in the library...instead of at emma's (where we would not be with her roommates in costume, but rather in her room talking bout things.) i am sad.
i am trying to finish my final draft thesis and i'm too tired to concentrate and i'm mad at todd (maybe translated i'm moody and get irritated when he doesn't do what i want (translated i am a baby girl)). don't tell anyone.
i'm pretty sure watching my (old) friends have babies makes me want their life and the excitement of a brown-eyed baby todd, but then i'd probably envy the lives of my free and single friends, or those who were grad schooling, or those finding the career they truly love.
why do i work at victoria's secret? i have a bachelors (nearly) and we're so poor.
Sunday, October 31, 2010
Tuesday, October 12, 2010
love to my bbs
updates. ok.
*i switched my pill over a week ago and that equaled a week of sobbing and telling todd he was mean. a pill smaller than half of my pinkie nail makes me a self-pitying/loathing wreck.
*i love everyone i work with these days. i love my job and feeling successful when i'm there.
*i still very much want a tattoo. a star, or several stars probably. emma, we should talk about this.
*i started to apply to graduate school and really wanted janna to be there to help me. to read my letter of intent, to help me study for the gre, blah blah blah. she's my favorite mom. i mean friend.
*i just took my first midterm of my last undergraduate semester. it went...i don't know. it was philosophers and theories and methodologies, not art works and artists so...we'll see how i analyzed that crap.
*megan lives at our house. i don't really want her to go. i can only imagine what i'm going to be like as a mom. NO ONE CAN LEAVE ME!!!!!!!! jk. but really, i'll probably be psycho.
*freud is an enormous douche. ENORMOUS. "women see themselves as castrated, and thus have penis envy." ...i know that i have never felt castrated and that i have always been grossed out by penises (until very very very recently). and maybe YOU (freud) want to bang your mom, but normal people don't. remember how in what about bob the doctor has a bust of freud in his office, like he's some inspirational god?!?!?!?!??! i know frued was incredible influential, but please tell me no one is practicing his methods. i'm sure it was a big joke for the movie, or else that's all anyone knows about psychology is freud's psychoanalysis.
*my mom is taking me to italy this spring. i am overwhelmed and elated at the prospect of planning our itinerary.
*todd pinkie promised me that we would go live abroad for at least 2 years. he's my best boyfriend.
*i have another midterm to start studying for...i study best 24 hours in advance. or 3 hours. or somewhere in between. i suck as a person.
*i'mma be antione dodson for holloween. i know how he talks. i can't get that song outta my head. "you can run and tell that run and tell that homeboy, homeboy, home home homeboy!"
*i switched my pill over a week ago and that equaled a week of sobbing and telling todd he was mean. a pill smaller than half of my pinkie nail makes me a self-pitying/loathing wreck.
*i love everyone i work with these days. i love my job and feeling successful when i'm there.
*i still very much want a tattoo. a star, or several stars probably. emma, we should talk about this.
*i started to apply to graduate school and really wanted janna to be there to help me. to read my letter of intent, to help me study for the gre, blah blah blah. she's my favorite mom. i mean friend.
*i just took my first midterm of my last undergraduate semester. it went...i don't know. it was philosophers and theories and methodologies, not art works and artists so...we'll see how i analyzed that crap.
*megan lives at our house. i don't really want her to go. i can only imagine what i'm going to be like as a mom. NO ONE CAN LEAVE ME!!!!!!!! jk. but really, i'll probably be psycho.
*freud is an enormous douche. ENORMOUS. "women see themselves as castrated, and thus have penis envy." ...i know that i have never felt castrated and that i have always been grossed out by penises (until very very very recently). and maybe YOU (freud) want to bang your mom, but normal people don't. remember how in what about bob the doctor has a bust of freud in his office, like he's some inspirational god?!?!?!?!??! i know frued was incredible influential, but please tell me no one is practicing his methods. i'm sure it was a big joke for the movie, or else that's all anyone knows about psychology is freud's psychoanalysis.
*my mom is taking me to italy this spring. i am overwhelmed and elated at the prospect of planning our itinerary.
*todd pinkie promised me that we would go live abroad for at least 2 years. he's my best boyfriend.
*i have another midterm to start studying for...i study best 24 hours in advance. or 3 hours. or somewhere in between. i suck as a person.
*i'mma be antione dodson for holloween. i know how he talks. i can't get that song outta my head. "you can run and tell that run and tell that homeboy, homeboy, home home homeboy!"
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