allmydreams's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- home sweet home sweet beats: stereolab, "the black arts" i am not quite sure why i'm still awake at this crazy hour. i do know, however, that it is good to be home. my flights were surprisingly short and not scary. oddly enough, the chick i sat next to from cincinnati (i'm sure i spelled that wrong) to nashville turned out to be a grad student at cu AND a former harpeth hall slut. she's rebecca workman's older sis! it was pretty random. jason was asleep in a chair when i got to the security point and i ran up to him and woke him up with a big slobbery kiss. he brought me roses, which i usually think is gay, but in this special circumstance, it was quite nice. so we snuggled on his amazing couch as planned, and watched these crazy canadians in a funny ass show called "newsroom" or something. i don't know. we were too busy being retarded and staring at each other and making out. i came home a couple hours ago, but for some reason i felt the need to try on all the random crap i left in my closet...old prom dresses, my harpeth hall skirt, etc. it's the way i gauge my weight gain/loss. luckily everything is in its right place...the summer weight is definitely off. and that's that. i realized there is a bad ass vintage red suitcase in my closet, and i am going to steal it...along with some weird seventies or eighties-era scarves that i guess belonged to my mum. i love finding random things in my house. it's strange being a guest. it's not like the summer. i've done this quite a few times now, but it still feels a bit funny. 3:54 am - 2002-10-10 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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