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i didn't sleep last night, and i feel like some of this excitement may be due to that.


i was wearing platform flipflops today (i still am actually) and my foot fell asleep while i was out to lunch with my dad... and i found that i revived heather's ozzy osbourne walk from the other night at steak and shake ("shaarooon"). i was quite amused. again, with the not having slept....


but my room's clean! that's for sure! and i'll sleep tonight! that's for sure too!


everyone leaves for chicago this afternoon. i'm grouchy. i don't know why though, it's not like any of them talked to me at all this week, why would them being gone this weekend matter?! *has revelation, and is ok with everyone being gone*


i just imed tim about this.... but heather's not on, and i'm lazy... so hey, heather, do you want to go out tonight (aaaoooooooot tonight!) we can wear tight skirts, and flirt with strangers. and be glittery, and dance on bars, and try to seduce brooding punk rockers... or... if you just wanna go to studio... we could do that too.


renata just pointed out that my archives are on crack. i'm going to go try to fix that (it's rehab time for the archive links...)


this is such a fractured post.... i really think it's due to the lack of sleep. do you know what song is stuck in my head right now? once in awhile. brad's sappy solo from rocky horror... *sigh* it's driving me absolutely crazy. my room's really clean.... but not clean enough! (there are still two enormolous (yes, i know that say enormolous) boxes of books to be bookshelferized. ) i'm talking to renata right now, and singing "not me" from aida. (she asked who needed numbers. and i said "not me." which got that song into my head (goooooodbye sulky brad!) and now i'm being angstyadampascalradames)


right, the books. i'm so tired.... yet so so hyper.