some crap

[supercheesegirl]

game night was fun last night. we played some telephone pictionary and some scattergories: me, amy, tom, farbs, miles, dann, dylan, and special guest star david little. good times.

i like my peanut butter and jelly with the raspberry jelly. i didn't think i would when dylan first suggested we get it, but it's pretty good.

i don't know, i'm bumming today. dwelling on some things. listening to some upbeat music to try to... get upbeat. or something.

made a hair appointment with superlinda for thursday afternoon. i'm thinking not-flippy this time. something sleeker for summer. although i don't really care what she does with it as long as she takes care of that one stupid chunk that keeps sticking out in the back.

i've got Grassy Amy's new orleans cemetery postcard up on my bulletin board here at work. babe, you should send me your address so i can send *you* a postcard when i'm away next month. i'm roxannehalpine (at) yahoo (dot) com if you didn't have it already. that goes for everybody else too, email me your snail mail addy if you want a postcard.

tonight: meeting jorn and dann and tanya (!!!) for dinner at john harvard's at 6:30. might have to be a few minutes late, depending on when yoga lets out and how long it takes me to change afterwards--although i wore the purple dress, which is very simple to get into and out of, so it shouldn't take as long to change as it would if i were wearing jeans.

okay, i'll shut up now.

wait, i lied. when i'm bumming, my first instincts are to eat and to watch buffy. great. i hate that. i'm so sick of my freakin' self right now. mrph.

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[grass-stained.livejournal.com]

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[supercheesegirl.livejournal.com]

WOOT!