*monday, march 4
I am, right now, at the height of relaxation. Alright, maybe not the height. But I did get to have a last period spare (as I always do... but it was extra good today), talk to Sara on the phone, and eat tostitos with that dirty cheesy nacho salsa stuff. My ISUs are all handed in (well, except for SSO which won't be due for a while) and my parents won't be coming home for at least another couple of hours. That's the good thing about no parents: even if they go away on a Sunday when you have a million ISUs due the next day (so you can't have a party) you can still eat cheesy dirtiness right after school and drink large glasses of cheap self-bottled white wine. I promise not to spill this time. Plus my mom bought me a bag of those two-bite brownies before leaving; however, health-food restrictions I've place on myself allow me very few per day. Chances are I'm not going to do any work today and play "Titanic: Adventure Out Of Time" for the rest of the day in an attempt to recapture my youth (ie. grade eight).
I don't really have much else to say right now. Everything has been working out for Alison lately. Maybe I should go outside. If only it weren't so goddamn cold. I could always run around in my backyard with my imaginary dog. Why didn't I think of that when I was younger? Surely my imagination was stronger then. Didn't I go to Paris in my mind in grade one, after all? Trust me. Goddamn - I want an all-cashmere black coat. That's it for now.
~check ya later
