Have you ever felt like you were, all of the sudden, in an alternate universe? Strange goings ons have been, well, going on. I don't know what's up but I sort of feel like I'm on a playground merry go round that is being spun way too fast but I can't get off, even though the centrifical force is spinning me out and away. My head has that spinning and being spun feeling. Hey, Jane, get me off this crazy thing, called love.

BASTARD BITCH! I actually managed to not procrastinate as badly as usual and get my grad. school app. done in a timely manner, for me. That simply means that I started getting everything together a week before it was due instead of the day before it was due. I'm making real progress here! But, I managed to miss something, something kinda vital! I left out my statement of intent! Now, on a fluke tonight, after I got out of the shower, on a whim I checked my e-mail and saw a letter from the grad. office informing me that I hadn't included my letter of intent and it's due tomorrow. Needless to say, I started freaking out because I somehow missed that whole letter of intent thing when I was perusing the whole "things you need for your grad. school app." list. My mind is reeling as I sit down to type the damn thing on word, I don't know what to say. I call the best friend, Dina, and go over the whole thing. I get off the phone, buckle down, and write it, using the Force as my guide. Why not, after all, it was the Force that made me check my e-mail at a time I never check it anyway and thereby, kicking off this maelstrom of necessary panic. (Although I feel I'm at my most genious at moments such as that. I could be wrong about that, though.) Anyway, I finish the letter, fax it over to Buff. State. Grad App. office, praying that I did it right, and then decide that I ought to send it as an attachment via e-mail, just in case. Bastard Bitch MSN is, unfortunately, fucking around with that site right now and won't let me send anything! ARGH! SERENITY NOW! SERENITY NOW! Ok. Everything magically works out for the best in the end. Everything magically works out for the best in that end. I just need to hang on to my Panglossian view of the world and all will be right with the world. HELP! Pray for me, peeps. I think I really need it!

I've noticed that every Friday afternoon, I suddenly, out of the blue, I begin singing, "Shoplifters of the World, Unite and Take Over." I have no idea why or how this started. It usually begins when I go on my break and start reading the News of the Weird in Artvoice, but there it is, every week, without fail, Morrisey's voice (Back when he was with the Smiths) echoing through my head! It's very curious, don't you think? All right, everyone, " Shoplifters of the world, unite and take over! Shoplifters of the world- hand it over, hand it over, hand it over!"

Today, my parents are leaving for England. They're flying from Buffalo to NY from NY to Heathrow and, of course, NY gets socked with a snow storm, so now, I'm at work, dying to know how things are progressing and worrying that everything goes smoothly.

Hey, this is my 100th post! Oooooh! It feels pretty neat! But that, alas, is not the purpose of this historic 100th post. Saturday was The Wedding; Part Deux. It feels so odd. I have been encapsulated in one The Wedding or the other The Wedding for so long that I don't know what to do with myself, really. Of course, it is early, but I can't believe that I don't have to worry about dresses and showers and gifts and invitations and speeches and shoes and dates and favours and all of the what-have-you's and what-not's that go along with it all. But really, it was a lovely party! My dear friend Natalie looked stunning. And I cried when her mother came in for their Mother of the Bride and Bride photographs. I had been perfectly fine up until that moment and then I was just overcome with emotion. Again, I could hardly hold back my tears when her father, who had always been a rather stoic man, had tears in his eyes when it was time to walk his little girl down the aisle. When the owner of the establishment knocked on the door and announced that it was "Time", Natalie almost started to hyperventilate! But she calmed down and then it was showtime. It was a very simple ceremony, only about 20 minutes long but it was a superfun reception. The only lacking were E-peeps! I did sing "The Way You Look Tonight" in leu of a proper speech and I choked up a couple of times, when I began because I looked at Natalie and she had tears in her eyes, and about a verse and a half later when I made the mistake of looking at my parents, who appeared to have tears their eyes. Plus, I think I skipped a verse, but I can't be sure about that. But it was an awesome night! I saw people I haven't seen in six years and I danced and drank a great deal of wine and in a repeat of what happened at Trisha's wedding in October, my strap popped! Fortunately, the dress was supposed to be strapless, but it came with a "Just in case" halter strap, that I had used because, well, I lost 12 pounds from when I picked it up! And I didn't want the girls making a "Guest starring" appearance. So, once the button from the dress went flying, I thought, "Fuck it!" and just had to be careful while boogey-ing the rest of the night away! The girls didn't make a guest starring appearance! So much to tell, so much to tell, but perhaps for another time. I'll post pictures as soon as I get them and, hopefully, change that dreadful default face picture, as soon as someone shows me how! Ciao!