yeah, i rock :P

oops, ive been too busy posting all the shitty real-life drama on MYSPACE to post it on here. at least im not lame enough yet to crosspost. kinda makes sense in a way though.. more of the people i talk to/hang out with on a regular basis are on myspace. uhh, what does that say about my friends/social life?

"put a stamp on it and mail it to somebody who gives a shit."

eerily enough, i studied so much for my damn history test (followed by my italian test) that i actually memorized the goddamn chronoligy. and this is me; while i generally have a good memory for most things, exact dates are one of the hardest things for me to remember. period.

conference of berlin 1884-85
village headmen ordinance 1902
john chilembwe's rebellion 1915
chaga school movement circa 1919
igbo women's war 1929
kifagio 1929
demobilization of the tirailleurs senegalais 1944-46
mau mau uprising 1952-1960
independence in botswana 1966
fela kuti's "international thief thief" 1980
genocide in rwanda 1994
abolition of school fees in kenya 2003
young patriots stuff - up till present

yes, the release date of a fela kuti album is on our chronology. i love my jewish african history teacher.

come balli bene bella bimba, bella bimba, bella bimba come balli bene bella bimba bella bimba oh balli ben

DIRTY HOT STEAMY WILD KINKY GENDER

gender you. gender your mom.

tea in the bath is glorious. (roasted yerba mate with clove oil and garcinia)

i recently cut my hair a good number of inches shorter. then i dyed it a godawful color which was not even remotely close to what was on the box, my mum thinks it was expired or mispackaged. and its a very stubborn color which has not allowed itself to be dyed out or chemically removed yet, though ive tried 2 or 3 times. it has been variously described as deep magenta (my dad), black cherry (nick) and "the virgin mary menstruated on my head" (me). im thinking of trying a nice light henna if i can find it. chemicals are great for photo developing and kitchen cleaners, and should stay the fuck away from my hair. its very shiny though. i mean to post pictures, which were taken profusely on nick's digital camera (and im not naked in ALL of them so i wouldnt have to edit), but i will probably never see them in all likeliness.. the silly boy mocks me for never burning him cds when i say im going to, and cant be bothered to email me a couple of photos.

so i have an actual date tonight, because he called me yesterday morning and said he wants to take me out to a movie. i think im even going to dress up some (it is still raining, so no minis and thigh-highs) and curl my hair and wear makeup. gasp. he doesn't know it yet, but he's also taking me out to sushi (with veggie tempura and mango ice cream) because kim kept talking about sushi at work last night. and because i want salmon and eel and little popping orange fish eggs. and very decent green tea, even in bags. i keep meaning to find good matcha powder, preferrably that doesn't cost an explosive assload. i also want swedish caviar and more dried mango (the really fancy thai kind is soooo good). time to explore new leaf and world market and see what i can find.

i just rearranged my room a tad last night, its still a work in progress. this damn futon is sooooo heavy. i cant lift it at all. found really cheap memory foam pads.. might get one in the near future. my neck and shoulders would love me all day long. got some great collaging materials, which are sitting in a box on the far side of the bed. got a huge stack of books next to my bed that im probably never going to find the time to read. that ive purchased recently: morales' cocaine: white gold rush in peru, and the mistress manual. from the cabrillo library: either/or [kierkegaard], gravity's rainbow [pynchon], the basic kafka, politics of masculinities [messner], persepolis [satrapi], the routledge critical dictionary of feminism and postfeminism [gamble].. cant find the others... (id love to read or draw or collage or vacuum right now, but i have tons of easy but time consuming homework and im scheduled to work at noon all weekend, dammit.)

the other day i got a new vibrator with all the bells and whistles... not literally, but it does have a rainbow light show. then last night i bought a big basket of clementines (probably more than i can eat before they go bad, anybody want some?) and finally got to see rent. watched a gay boy play with big guns. today i have absolutely nothing to do, so i just made myself an orange smoothie and curled up with joe sacco's palestine. now im really bored and feeling a bit dopey from a combination of dayquil and my head being stuffed up despite it. my nails are yellow and jeweled, they look like bananas with tiaras. chai green tea is good. peach black tea is good. red clover tea is, surprisingly, really good, probably because it has clove oil in it. im horny and my mind is wandering. i have a big stack of books from the cabrillo library and dont know what to do with myself. seeing amelie with kittie friday night made me want to start collaging and keeping my doodle diary again, i just ordered a bunch of random ephemera and coin envelopes the other day and found the gorgeous elaborate victorian cat family paper dolls i loved so much when i was a kid and dont really have anything inspiring to work with until that comes in, i could go buy vellum and golf leaf and nice drafting pens to get myself started but i dont want all my financial aid to disappear. money goes so quickly these days, which is weird cuz i used to be completely broke not so long ago and could make $40 last ages. i think my spending is worse when im happy. kinda funny, cuz a lot of times i am materialistic enough that if im not having the greatest day getting sushi and green tea smoothies and mango ice cream will pick me up but im really stingy otherwise. and when things are good i refuse to worry or get in that bogged down state of cantspendmoney mind and so im completely indiscriminate. ah ah ah.. i need skin contact to calm down. i feel nuts right now. note to self: find black gesso.

work was hell. making 11 smoothies and 2 teas and 3 flavored milks and 1 iced coffee and 2 hot coffees simultaneously? in one order? i dont think so. im sorry, any group that orders that many beverages (not to mention sandwiches) cannot possibly expect to get their order as quickly as the people who order one smoothie. i only have two arms.

but at least i get paid for that. spending time with family right now is actually worse than i expected. i dont understand why there is so much pressure for me to spend time with them on holidays when (a) they have never cared much about or liked holidays, and (b) they dont seem to want me around even when i am. it's so offensive that i agree to go to work an hour early tomorrow and miss much of the present-opening, when i would have missed it anyway since they have never once in my life started earlier than midafternoon. nobody gets up until 10 and they always want to be showered, dressed, fed, and putzed around aimlessly, wrapping presents at the last minute that they bought the last minute and complain that popular toys were out of stock on christmas eve. i'm sorry, i have a life and a job. it's not as if im running off to hang out with my friends till all hours of the night. i have prior obligations. they've known since i started the job that i would probably be working christmas; since schedules came out that i would be working 12-5. now 11-5. yet i shamelessly agreed to help my boss and be one of the only 3 people working tomorrow, while tanya has her own kids and is putting aside their family time from 9am for their business. nobody in my family has asked me about my holiday plans or informed me of theirs, it's just tacitly assumed that i will be available at their non-time-specific convenience.

not that i want to be around, when nothing i say is heard. the kids don't know any better. but the 4 other people who continually interrupt me, talk over me, discredit what i say when i can get a word in, call my remarks ignorant before i can finish saying them, call me incompetent, consider my opinions invalid and uneducated, tell me im stupid, tell me they dont want to look at my face, yell at me, tell me to shut up. and get mad when i go to my room to get away.

Decidedly Perverted You are 30% pure!

My test tracked 1 variable How you compared to other people your age and gender: You scored higher than 2% on purity

Link: The 100 Point Sexual Purity Test written by ocicat on Ok Cupid, home of the 32-Type Dating Test

thats not fair, they had too many questions about cheating!

two finals in 1.25 hours. sadly, however, i work a long shift this afternoon. >_< ahh, school is DONE. of course i dont get to close, and i get my first dinky paycheck and get to try to figure out how to get christmas presents with highly limited fundage..

i have a job. start tomorrow at 6pm.

allow me to be silly and rave about a few things i really want right now. besides a job and a certain pair of knee-high boots and hair extensions and a tempur-pedic mattress. and of course more time w/ my workaholic boyfriend, but im getting that tomorrow.

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