tuesday, may 2 + wednesday, may 3

so i was complaining for the umpteenth time that my bracelets are making so much noise i feel like a gypsy on speed* and tried to describe them to a friend online but they didn't get how they could be so noisy, so.. i scanned them, along with my pink (ugh) nails. add a torn t-shirt and sea hair and you should be cringing. at this rate i dress so crappy i could pass for fashionable... * no offense to gypsies or anybody on speed.

tuesday notes: well, i did make a valid attempt yesterday at doing what i was supposed to be doing - i made copies of relevant books and everything. a stop later for some salad (i'm addicted to house salads - now if i could only remember to ask them to hold the tomatoes, i'd be fine) and cheese (all i eat lately is cheese - mozzarella sticks, garlic cheese bread, cheese calzone, mozzarella salad, feta cheese salad... i think it's a sign i'm addicted to dairy and need to go grocery shopping sometime soon.. or my ass is demanding to get larger.) calzone i was on my walk home to the apartment only to find... they PULLED ABC from our tv! i so mad! i so mad! BASTARDS!!! no sweeps-politically incorrect for me (and they were having real prisoners as panelists, too!).. if it's not back by sunday for the next part in the 'to be continued' of the practice i will pity the fools responsible!!! in the morning i found i had spent too much on photo copies the night before - not enough money for the bus rides. helllllo smartie. so, i grabbed my old glass juice bottle filled (uh, okay, not exactly filled..) with pennies and went to the bank. now, answer me this - why does not a BANK have one of those change machines where you dump the coins in and they count'em for you, but the local grocery store does? buh. all in all, i rolled, i looked at the clock, i rolled faster and came out with 3 dollars. yey? and with that it's that. in 4 finals, i'm done for the semester. eek. eeek eeeek. i think i need more cheese. bye. wednesday notes: well i got a ride into school even though it's official reading day because the Campus Echo is taking it's staff out to dinner where we don't have to pay, and i'm way too broke to pass a free dinner up, so, here i am. of course, then i got an e-mail from gene telling me i forgot to return two more books that i took out on his account and am running up a lot of late fee's and argh. just stupid mistake. argh. and then i had my supposedly last visit with my counsellor but had a little breakdown (i went through eleven kleenex tissues!) and so she scheduled one more session... and then found out that my name is going to be on my award (for best black news paper website) and i got all proud... and dammit.. i'm going out to free dinner now if it kills me. and i have no drive. i don't feel like calling anybody. can't muster up an urge to reply to e-mails (once again, sorry). can't get into doing anything, dammit. my dear della reese counsellor labelled it depression, but i wouldn't go that far. i'm just a bit overwhelmed, that's all. till i got more energy - don't think me a bitch if i'm a bit out of touch for a while - it's not intentional, and i don't mean to ignore people. i just can't do it right now. boo fucking whoooooo. i do really really really want to see Gladiator this weekend, though. half naked men in metal with long latin names and dirt and swords and shit - wooooo!! i go get me some corn on the cob now. bye. really. :)

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