I have to be brief, because I have a list of things to do tonight before I’m allowed to pass out that makes even the most organized color-coding list junkie cower in fear. So, I share with you: My Lists:
Things I’ve Done In The Past 48 Hours That I’m Proud Of:
-Told Pace Security- convincingly- that I’m an Espionage Major.
-Made a barista blush by locking eyes with him and saying in a come-hither tone, “Iced grande Chai latte, please… Make it dirty.” And then I threw in a wink and a grin and his face reddened like a whore in church.
-Bought fierce-but-grown up shoes. That I’ll be able to wear forever, because they’re classic and wardrobe-staple-y.
-Realized what I have to do this week to make the next three years of my life easier.
-Giggled with small children in the store (instead of the standard, irritated-glower).
-Not rushed Grandma off the phone.
Things I Absolutely Need to Get Done Tonight:
-E-mail to research librarian about Thesis.
-Dig out old papers on Final Girl for Thesis.
-Analysis of Nora Ephron and first draft of Satire for Independent Study.
-Photographs of things on my desk for Self-Portrait Collage.
-Something, anything, for my Studio Class, which I’ve sorely neglected.
-Fashion Resume and Graduate School Applications
-Study for those pesky GREs.
Things I Have Done So Far:
-Contemplated suspending my Dating Embargo, but only briefly.
-Rediscovered my secret, hidden blog.
-Written in it.
So. The old blog is now new and fresh, and not secret. I’m not sure how I’m going to talk shit about everyone, because I can tell you right now I’m too lazy to make up aliases for people. And I’d get them confused. And then I’d change them, and slip one day and use a real name… I’m too big of a mess for discretion
Guess that means I’ll just have to start playing nice. My, my… What has the world come to?