this

dude is amazing
he dressed bananas in
cinnamon sugar sweaters
fried them in a pan
(that is culinary wizardy)
ate orange juice
sang to me in
his underwear
while
strumming on
a red guitar
long live zanthis
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anyway, i am gonna stop being so gross. but yea, looks like the unrelenting whiney feministic bitch in me is finally chilling the fuck out for a while
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oh shit! funny story, though. while i was having an amazing "almost too good it could have been a daydream" weekend my sister somehow developed the idea that i didnt know chris well enough and she called lesley a thousand time and lesley herself worries if i sleep past noon (waking me up and asking if i am ok. YES! i am terribly hungover and drank myself into oblivion until 6 am, PLEASE, FOR THE LOVE OF PIE let me sleeeeeeeeeeeeeep) anyway, so yea, she is paranoid to begin with so my sister called my other sister and she e mailed chris and had her friends check to see if i am online and then my sister kathy called my DEAN and had them try to check if i attended my morning classes (but hey, this is rutgers, so it is impossible)so i was in a mountain of trouble by my sisters this morning, the funny part is is taht my mom really didn't worry at all. she knows how i roll.i would come home at five am (and she would be on her second cup of coffee by then cause she wakes up at 4) and she would be like hey, where were you? and i would be like- uhh,blughghghg and she would be like, oh ok, go to sleep.
but its nice that they care, though.
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time for the schoolwork, PIEce
oh, ps- chris, thanks for campaigning my blog! i have new commentors!
chris' friends- thanks for checking out my blog! flattered, thanks
~kāla