you know you are an absolute loser when you have the local video store call every affiliate in the triangle (that's 3 cities, thank you) to see if they can find your favourite sucky movie because you don't think you can live another day without seeing it. for the record, the movie is called "Sing" from 1989 and should be hailed as the ultimate 80's cheesemovie, but for some reason very very very few have seen it. we found it on the sixth call... in durham. ah, but it made me so happy to see it again. ("you call that dancing? that's organized PAIN!!") a call home and i find out who bought our house - my high school psychology teacher (the second time i took the class) - i screamed. he looks like willem dafoe, and he was married with 6 kids when he left his wife for a former student (she's -one- year older than me. one.) and had a baby with her. i hear they've had more since. um. anyhow. that just disturbed me. it's weird enough running into teacher outside of school, y'know? luckily, they're not going to be living there. i've also allowed my mother not to bring my cat sammy along to whatever apartment she moves to. no, we're not stranding him. it's simply that i feel it would be too cruel to try and move an outdoors cat from his neighbourhood and stick him inside a 3 room apartment on the third floor where he has to stay inside all day long, and where he most likely will die trying to run across all the innercity streets to get to our old neighbourhood. one of the new tennants has agreed to feed him and give him a spot, at least until fall comes and it becomes too cold for him to stay out - then we'll move him. sigh. miss. went to the 80's dance friday. it was reasonably fun. i only knew about half of the songs, and out of those i only liked, oh, say, four. i looked like a deer in headlights whenever weird things like "jump" (van halen, maybe??) came on and boppy people went nuts around me. favourite dressed up people - why, the two 80's goths, of course! (or, should i say, deathrockers? ;) very neat, and they danced well. it was weird to realise that a guy dressed like a Devo was gene's history TA. shudder. gene slut danced, as usual, but after 2 years having somebody mock-hump your leg just isn't as shocking as it once was.. hehehehehehe. last night, on a spur of the moment whim, we went and saw a college production of 'Cabaret - so scandalous! so raunchy! so good. especially the emcee - he did a very good job of oozing casual sleazy sexuality. and hey - when ISN'T it fun to have almost-naked people all over the place? we then proceeded to a bar called henry's (we're there way too much lately) where it seemed every ugly dressed person alive were migrating. sssss. okay, enough. i need to work on papers - two more days of classes to turn in about 8 overdue papers. yey. crack.

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