I’m feeling lonely and nostalgic about the drug addicts, sociopaths and thieves I’ve loved. I’m downloading some cool stuff I listened to on Christen’s computer this afternoon and all this music I listened to when I was in 7th and 8th grade…
it’s making me feel old,
lost,
and utterly hopeless about the future of humanity.
On the bright side, I get paid tomorrow.
Blah. blah. blah.
At least I get to see Molly next week. That will totally rock!
I love iCal…I feel like such a Zen master with my phone with Internet access, my perfectly synced up calendar with all my appointments, classes, and to-do list.
The technology tells me what to do, and I do it.
Also, Google just released a new version of the Google Maps app for my phone that is ten times faster and doesn’t crash any more. I am in LOVE with it. Just punch in “Kasbah” or “Pub” and it finds the address and plots it on the map with directions. You can hit the button to call them too! I love never being lost again. I just need a phone with GPS and I will NEVER be lost. I also love situations like when we were at the British pub last night and didn’t know how to play darts, I just punched up Wikipedia on my phone.
I love the future.
I have the entire world’s knowledge in the palm of my hand.
I’ve been feeling rather hopeless about relationships lately. I don’t think I can deal with that level of drama again. Well, I guess next time I shouldn’t date Iago.
However, the conclusion that me and Christen seem to come to time and time again is that we are just the hottest and most tasteful bitches ever.
If our clan had a motto, it would be “Fuck everyone.”
It’s really the only way to cope with all the trite insanity that we’re subjected to every day.
Hell mother fucking yeah
and I’m sorry the music you listened to on my computer is depressing (haha).
and we still have to look for that class on how to behave like adults!
And you’re still the hottest most tasteful bitch I know. FOREVER CHIC AND TRENDY!
and and and
damn this thing for hating my hearts i leave you!
Zomg Christen I love you so much! (pretends to be a robot and hugs you)
Next Friday: who chooses the restaurant? Do you want it to be one you would like to introduce us to, or one we’ve been reading about in the Bee’s Ticket magazine? Do you want to go to Ikea with us? What would be fun for us to do (not forgetting a 14-year-old and a 9-year-old will be with us)?