the drag queens' mothers are dropping like flies

ok, so how many people have jobs where they can say this? it's sad really. they're all dying or going into the hospital. we feel sorry for all the drag queens- we make pretty flower arrangements for their mothers. but come on. when you don't think about there being actual people invoived, don't you think it's a hilarious statement?

i am so not ready to go to 12.5 hrs of classes again tomorrow. i'd rather work at the flowershop. i ran the address list for postcards and cleaned it up today. and ch started organizing the back of the shop. i copied our checklist and assigned tasks. i called the people who manage our website and got our v-day pricing up. i wish i could be likewise industrious in my own life.

came home, made dinner from a box (but i made rice to go with it!) ate and read the newspaper. spent 15min trying to rinse the rice out of the holes in my mouth. stitches come out morning after tomorrow! horray! wasted an hour online. need to move on with my life. was supposed to read hamlet for class tomorrow. yeah right. i have EXACTLY 4 hrs of free time between class monday and class wednesday. it takes more than 4 hrs to read hamlet. it's not happening.

still not talking to l very much but feeling ok about it because she's so happy when i do. a's a mess- sleeping with mean boys and violating her body as a temple to the goddess. she was crazy on the phone. i wish she'd get chinese and cranberry juice and go home and read her library books in bed. then go to planned parenthood and make sure she's just bruised. she said she'd been ADD all day, but that didn't seem to me to be a very good discriptor for her selfhatred and unfocusedness and malformed cognitions and selfdistructive tendancies. i think most of these will be fixed by eating and sleeping, but still, i worry.

omg. am iming with z and she's talking about places she wants to move. she mentions alaska but says she'd miss the sun. then she says she might turn into Britta. i'd completely forgotten about james michner's the drifters. i'd definately forgotten that z'd read it. it was such a delightful bonding experience, like seeing a painting you love in a museum in a foreign country, or hearing a song you know all the words to in a really hip place where you feel uncool. that moment of being adaquately cultured, or of at least finding a friend- i may not live for those moments, but i LEARN from them. i learn for skils to help me create and / or express myself, and i learn to find friendly faces in culture. am i making any sense at all? i swear it's been days since i took a vicadin.