the boron narratives

Wednesday, April 02, 2003

listening to: stuart, pipe bomb guru

i heart stuart. i can't even... like... i was in such a bad mood. like, i started off all happy, and then i went to shakespeare, and we finished up henry v and i was all swooning over henry's cute lovey-doveyness (even though i was swooning alone, cos talia and marion and michelle and katie have all abandoned me!). awww, henry. so yeah. but then clesson's like, let's do some historical research! and we're like, okay! and then apparently like, in real life they just ignored each other and she married her bodyguard when he died. stupid reality. i mean really. and then like.. little things.. and then a none-too-brilliant spanish presentation.. and... yeah. so i was all like, *frowl*.. and then i got in my car to go pick up my scanner and suchlike, and i had beatles in the cd player, and i was like "*frowl* maybe i'll just change this to stuart... *frowlfrowl*" and just like... instantly... i felt so much better. it was so incredible. wow. woohoo for bright apocalypse! (i listened to "alms" at least seven times. it's my favorite off that album, at the moment. i especially heart the end.. take me/where the sheep are catching wolves/where the parts are weaving wholes/where the drop contains the sea...)

*swoon*

also, i had pie.

which about sums up my day. except for ziplock bag volleyball at 2:00... but i'll leave that one to your imagination. if you're currently in new york, but your driver's license says illinois.. i miss you! a lot! (not that i don't miss those of you who are in new york, and such places.. but see, i'm used to missing you, whereas this is a new thing. *sigh* silly chorus trip.)

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