March 20, 2006
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still coming down from the best spring break ever...
iTunes' "Just For You": "You bought Confessions on a Dancefloor. We recommend: Brokeback Mountain (Original Motion Picture Soundtrack)." Haha fag.
As I was sitting in Mike's friend's brand-new über-sweet fully-optioned custom-colored bluetooth-enabled navigation-systemed BMW sedan, something occured to me: I got to get PAID! I mean, that shit was the coolest. His bluetooth phone's address book was (formerly) able to be displayed on the dashboard screen, you could dial from there and the call would be heard over the car's speakers. There were microphones placed throughout the car so anyone could just talk and be heard. WTF? Is that not the coolest shit? I knew it was a really nice car the whole time but once I saw that... wow. Haha I'm such a nerd.
We rode in that to one of the coolest malls I've ever been to to see V for Vendetta. It took me until last night to decide that I like it. And I only barely like it. It's too pretentious. But being a desensitized American, I guess I missed the point of the movie: When is violence okay? That was the question I was probably SUPPOSED to be asking myself while watching, but in my mind I was watching an ACTION movie and violence was supposed to be guaranteed... and there wasn't enough if you ask me.
It was Mike's birthday yesterday. Happy birthday, baby! Sorry I *almost* forgot. Heeeee... I was just thinking about him (pretty much nonstop since I've been home... sigh) at about 6 last night, and then I remembered the date and matched it all up in my head... Now I just need to figure out a birthday present.
::sigh:: I don't want to be here anymore... I want to be back in California with you where it's so warm... here it's snowing and cold and boring and lonely... Only a month and a half left though. It will be so much easier to watch the time pass if I have a deadline. So much easier to do my work, too. Let's get a countdown going... As of today, I will be done on Thursday, May 4. That's 33 more days of classes after today. Seven weeks. Only 17 more days of work. This shouldn't be too bad... but then what?
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Aw honey... you know you only remembered my birthday because you read my email and saw the birthday wishes in it. Its all good though because its just a number. Well, everythings just a number after you hit 21. Before that its a huge deal because they are all landmark dates.. 13..16..18..and then 21. After that it just doesnt matter. OH. unless you are a fag and then 30 is a milestone because you dont count after 30 because you are not pretty anymore. Life ends at 30. snark.
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