i'm taking a children's literature class, and while the professor is really annoying and one of those too happy people, i enjoy the reading assignments.

i just finished, "the daydreamer" by ian mcewan. same guy who wrote atonement.

it's odd because that book was really depressing and a downer, and this book is so cute and fun. it's a collection of shorts stories told through the eyes of a very imaginative young boy.

i found myself laughing out loud many times, and i will definitely by reading this book to my kids one day.

when i was reading it, there were so many times when i remembered being a child and having the same thoughts about random things.

it's an easy read and will definitely keep you entertained, and it's even better when your friends read it too, so you can talk about all of the funny situations!

ok. so when (e:hodown) was here, she's on hey lappy, which is the same as mine. i prefer a streamlined look when there are other laptop users around. the momforce is stuck in laptop land circa 8 years ago, but (e:hodown) has the same lovely macbook as me.

and she has the black one. i like it dark.

anyway, she's looking at all these sites, and she always has the scoop on the nyc social scene. who's awesome, what to wear, and which bloggers we love to hate.

[link=]http://nonsociety.com[/link]


so it's these three girls who apparently all come from money and they blog about their pointless lives. i must say the techie one seems actually pretty smart, and i guess was super geeky until those other girls got ahold of her and glammed her up a bit.

the other two are insanely annoying. i seriously don't know anyone even here where all the richies live, that can afford to wear jimmy choo, and manolo shoes everyday.

it seems they spend their time picking out outfits and going to fashion shoots and doing juice cleanses, and getting colonics. they range from 22-26ish, and i am just in awe.

i would be totally fine if they were more trashy or slutty or interesting, but the site seems to have no purpose or intellect.

i mean, i will be the first to admit that i would love to be in their shoes, but i would at least do something worthwhile and give to charity or try to give back somehow.

plus, for all of the primping and money they have, i don't think they look that great.

this site however has some super hot chicks who are stylish, super smart, and funny, and actually care and write about things that matter...

[link=]http://jezebel.com[/link]


i am still obsessed with nonsociety though.

i need a new web obsession.

i need to get a life of my own.

it scares me how i really think i have entered adulthood. i am now constantly finding things to clean and organize. then when i start i don't stop. i don't think i have had a bathroom or room so clean and organized ever. and i'm thinking of organizing it all by color now.

and this has nothing to do with anything, but i am the first picture/link when you google video chat. i have to avoid ichat now at night, or really all the time, because i get creepy men wanting to video chat with me. thanks (e:paul).

working at a hospital is many things, and even on the borings days, really weird crap happens.

only in az would you find a baby lizzo running down the hall. i caught it in a cup and set it free. everyone was rooting for me to kill it, but i don't like the kill things. not so much because i don't want it dead, but i fear the feeling of something crunching beneath me.

a little boy was found in the waiting room touching himself and talking dirty. the receptionist found him. he also shut all of the blinds on the day room windows, which is right in front of the nursing station where i work. i went over to open them back up and he grabbed my hands and put them behind my back and told me he was going to lock me up.

what a pleasant little boy.

i took my other job back. my financial aid still hasn't gone through, which means i have paid for my tuition and books with my paychecks. um, my bank account currently has -1.35. i honestly don't think i'm going to get my money until december, which means i am so broke until then. then with the cost of gas and all of the extra driving, this is causing me to end all socialization and extra driving and only go straight to work and school and home.

at least when i do get the money, i will feel rich for a day or two, until i use it to pay bills, and pay more off my car.

the good news is, i will be debt free in one year, and when i am done with school, i can have all of my loans paid off.

in the interest of saving money, i am going to attempt to cut my own hair today. hopefully it turns outs not to crooked in back- it won't matter so much because it is long, but i swear when the ends get too dry it really becomes a fire hazard- especially in combination with the hair dyer.

oh, and some guy i hung out with a few times last year. i mean last july or something texts me last night and says hi, it took me a while to figure out who it was, and then i was like wtf???? he stood me up on a date and i cut him off, and i have a policy of not redating. he can't find someone else?

off to the self haircut...

is up for sale. i read it on perez yesterday.

apparently it was part of the evidence from that big molestation trial. and they are in the original evidence bag and everything. and they are unwashed.


sexy.


i bet some weirdo is gonna pay big bucks for that nastiness.



if you want to know about selling your undies for cash, you can just ask (e:paul) he did it once or maybe a few times. you can really make some money.

in my current broke state, due to repayment of debt, perhaps i should consider this...

not really though, im just gonna take back my other job.

ever since (e:hodown) left, i've been hit by this awful wave of depression.

i get down sometimes, but this is really rare. all i want to do is sleep. or go to target. as i just told (e:hodown).

and some xanax wouldn't hurt. but she says there things are no good.

i shouldn't even complain about my life, or feel bad about anything. i have it made in the shade.

but i jut get so lonely sometimes. i've only made a few friends, and it is hard. it's hard having to put yourself out there and try to meet new people.

it's also hard not knowing what you want. i really only know what i don't want. -like christina from "vicky christina barcelona"

i thought by 25 i would have more things figured out, but i have nothing figured out.

i want it figured out damn it!

at least i know i want to be a teacher, if i can ever finish school...

and i know i want to stay away from men for a while. they only cause harm.