February 5
happy sunday (almost)
People can be pretty damn neat. I ran into my improv teacher on my break on Friday. I think I have a non-sexual crush on him. Like school-girlesq crush. He makes me giggle and we stand close when we talk. I just find him impossibly amusing. I ate too much cake and such Friday night, but it was nice to see old people.
Today I was reminded as to why girls are wonderful as we went underpant shopping post work and decided that we should have a Carmen Electra Strip Cardio DVD party... curiosity..
In conclusion, one weekend of solid human contact is needed once in a while, considering the rest of the week is spent in solitary confinement witha guitar and a pot of tea. I promise myself that Sunday I'm gonna ask punk rock boy out for tea... or maybe I'll just look away all embaressed again. As perusual.
CURTAIN
Angela
in truth, i wonder if my attempts to find other people appealing is because I'm still stuck on you. whichis pretty sad.
brokentrain at 10:03 p.m.