The Day, she was Long.

Italian. English.

Adjectives and univocal lipograms about skanks, cats, a glad man, Alaska, Canada, tramps and bastards.

Then off to C's. I told her I'd help her type up some old school papers she wants to archive (I know, I know.), so I went over, typed up stuff, had brownies, watched some bad television, laughed a lot and had a good time. She even paid for a cab ride home for me.

I'm really tired and have to meet T at the metro station nearest his place around 1-1:15 tomorrow.

Taking the metro is 12 stops (and a transfer to another line) one way and 13 stops (no transfers) the other way. I guess I'll just bring my iPod and go the thirteen stops in one go. Ooh, maybe I'll bring my camera and take pics of all the stations I stop at and go the other 12 stops with the transfer on my way back.

Or, you know, maybe I'll just doze.

Shower now. Maybe more to say later.

Weeeeeird.

Weird, weird dreams. Nightlights, a party, awkward conversations. (Seriously, the only part that made sense to me was the nightlights.)

Meanwhile, I AM FREEZING MY ASS OFF. It's only 15 degrees out, which is 59F, and I woke up COLD. I am not happy about this. Alas, I must go to Thomas' today to mess with his computer again. Really don't feel like it.

Must eat something, get dressed, pack up and go.

Grr, have not acquired either Kitchen Confidential or How I Met Your Mother, although Weeds and Las Vegas are done. But I can't even find a torrent for the other two. Grr, GRR, say I!

Had to do this...

Had to do it because I'd be a hypocrite if I didn't, and I also know someone going to that conference. How COOL. :D

Now to watch an obscene amount of television.