Carsick

Ree just convinced me to send the wrestling piece to This American Life. I came back from the store and she was sitting in the front room laughing her ass off with my paper in her hand. "Oh, hey, can I read this?" haha. I miss her.
So, I'm gonna do it. Cool.

Next: I'm allowing myelf to be swept off my feet next week after finals. By someone I have not yet met. This is an interesting new dynamic... more talking less fucking, that is. And it has bounds, due to moving and distance and whatnot. I'm going up to Seattle. To see The Gardner. That's her name now. She's gonna come pick me up and take me back with her. I'm making cookies. We're gonna sand a chair. And stuff.

AND then there's someone else. Who, as chance would have it, also lives in Seattle. Who I will meet the weekend I get back from North Carolina. In a hotel lobby. I have instructions. She doesn't yet have a name for here. This thing is very different from the other thing and both are very different from the current thing(s).
Ask me how I'm maintaining this and I will tell you the truth: I have no fucking clue.
Ask me how I'm getting so lucky with all this attention and I will tell you the same truth.

And now, it's stir fry time. yum.

This time about my wrestling client - who I've been wrestling for over 2 years now.
I read this in class last night, as per request, and had to stop about 8 times because people were laughing so hard. That was a surprise to me. There was one part where I had to stop because I was laughing too hard to see... so I mean, I do think it's funny, but...
Anyway, it's really really long. 10 pages. If you really do want to read it, you might wanna print it.
--as an aside, this userpic was made using the picture I sent to potential clients.
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I'm at school early. Had a date with the hot librarian last night, and you know what? the hot librarian is.... well, hot.  she had to go to work, so... I took the ride rather than stay in bed an extra half hour to talk the bus.
The thing is, I brought my computer to school so I could finish my essay for writing, but I can't get it out of my email and into my computer because i used a newer version of microsoft office word on the school computer to revise it last time. Now it's not formatted for my version of word, and it's stuck in my email. I think I might just retype what I changed last time so i can still keep my electronic copy.
I should get on that. My looong day begins in an hour and fifteen minutes.
xo