i can't decide what's worse.
having eaten artificial cheese products in multiple forms today (read: kraft dinner, and later, bulk cheetos), or that i actually have a shoulder cramp (that originally said 'crap'. i felt the spell check necessary) from feeding myself while laying on the couch.
and all this while supposedly writing some bullshit paper about coral reefs. my ass.
i've had an interesting and great and kinda weird but mostly good week. i'm a bit concerned that i am developing a sore throat.
i'm a bit more concerned that i am supposed to speak concisely and eloquently about the le tigre 'scandal' and trans-inclusionary policies, etc at the women's studies undergrad conference on saturday.
i want to go see puffy amiyumi who are coming to town some time in april. i want to get my japanese pop on asap.
i have such a heart-on for aoife, damn that woman knows how to make my toes curl.
and rachel is blind to people having crushes on her.
amen sister. amen.
Posted at 11:54 pm by ostensiblyhere
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rachel
March 17, 2005 11:27 AM PST
well, you never think that people really like you. i don't, anyways. it seems narcisistic, or i dont' know, the minute that you think that they do you'll be told wrong.
i didn't know that you were speaking at the womens' conference this saturday. you never cease to amaze me. i'm sorry that i haven't been caught up on your life lately, i've been caught up in my own. how typical
the thing is, in regards to your other post, i think that we can be stteled, as much as we can... it's somewhat of a choice. sometimes some settling means some removal of highs and lows, in order to reach equilibreum (and everytime i think of that, i imagine these fruit flies in a jar, from the film strip that i watched in grade 6,about population control)
and i don't know. being settled maybe has to do with what's worth emotional expenditure, and what's worth letting go, but it all comes with different prices and it's what works best for you.
i miss you and i am waiting for you, when you have time and are ready, to go have tea. ha. i forget how much work school is, being out of it. i forget how consuming relationships are, being out of one. but i don't forget how much i love you, being away from you.
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