magical mail

school= same old, same old. a called, slept with another boy last night. here i thought she'd slept with him already, but she's like, no way, we hadn't even taken our clothes off. she called ch looking for me, so he wanted to know the gossip, and we started talking about the significance of the numbers- i started it, saying i thought 5 was a pretty good number, but if she likes even numbers, perhaps 6 is better. and he says prime numbers are bad, so once you hit 7 you better move on to 8 right away. and so on and so forth. it was pretty funny. a, i love how you call me just to tell me what groceries you bought at the asian store. and i am so greatful i can post about your sex life for all the internet to read. now that's love. i'd feel worse if i didn't know you use me as your artsy dreadlocked dyke best friend in chicago, so that somehow helps to even it out.

i finished cutting out my dress in costume construction today, surged it and started sewing it together. the silk feels lucious under my fingers. there weren't really any others stiching, so i was using nicodemus. that's what christopher's named the industrial, and i think it fits so well. we started draping for ragtime today in the costume shop. everyone was working on the same thing at the same time, though we all had different characters and costumes. when we cleaned up at the end of the day we had a veritable muslin army:


also, have 12 responses on my johari window! it's very interesting- i'm glad i set one up. if you haven't responded yet, please, do so!

but anyway, a's new conquest is not the most exciting thing that happened to me today. nor is sewing silk or reading adjectives. oh no. because when i got home from work today, there was a package in my mailbox. from mi. oh yes, that girl who is leaving for oman in a matter of days made time in her crazy life to wait in line at the post office for me. just getting my package was more than enough, i was prepared to merely admire its colored polkadots forever. but i thought i should open it up and see what was inside. and it was the most perfect t-shirt in the world:

ah, i can't even begin to tell you how charmed i am. i think i may wear it the next 4 days straight.