That Girlie

If y’all are wondering were this Courtney gal came from I can tell you that she’s from the same place as me, Adairsville, Ga. When she told me that she was working third shit at a haunted hotel were the internet was her solitary source of entertainment I told her to start up a journal here, even though she lives in Jacksonville, Fl. I’m sure glad she did though because her entry today made me laugh. Oh Lordy, I miss a few southerners sometimes.
I videotaped the Joyce Carol Oates lecture in the rare books library yesterday. I’ve never read anything by her but I want to now. She was a strange and intriguing woman, a democrat with a capital or lower case D, she said. I’m sure her books are worth reading. There was a GSA reception afterwards that I went to enjoy the food and open bar. The GSA president asked me if I wanted to get my picture made with this Oates lady so I did. Soyeon and I both did it together. I bet it’s going to be a funny picture. It was awkward and that’s my favorite thing, awkwardness.
Last night I went to bed at nine and ended up sleeping for 17 hours. I had dreams about stealing make-up and tank tops and trying to sleep with my virgin cousin. Then I had another dream involving a stick shift bike and a theater. People seem to think that sleeping so long is bad for you but I feel fine. People say wow, if you slept that long you must be overtired today but I say no I WAS overtired that’s why I slept so long. I got some e-mails from moveon.org and agreed the help get bush booted but I still refuse to vote in some other shithead. If I stay on this sight long enough I may learn to vote, at least I’m pretty sure by the time I’m an old lady I’ll know how.
Emily if your looking for nocturnal friends, you just found one.