so i figured it is a lot more interesting to be blogging about my latest life rather than write a film response on The Rear Window by Hitchcock.
it is now 1:40 in the am and i'm idly sitting on my bed debating: shower or no shower tonight? the bright yellow walls in my room are quite distracting. all my prints and drawings are scattered everywhere since i stopped appreciating them. i don't know
since we all moved into this lovely crack den things seem to be falling apart even more. my landlord got around to changing our locks but now they're just harder to lock than before. i still don't have a desk even though i'll probably use it nothing more than as a designated scatter-pile thing. trapped a mouse that's been shitting all over our counters just to find out we might possibly have two more behind the stove. they've got the nerve to squeek and shit while sharela and i are deep into our conversations about the origin of race(s). we still need to throw the rugs out but we're too lazy. designated a box as the "free box" but it's still chillin in the living room. we don't have a tv but my sweet 17'' macbook has been working its magic.
so my parents are coming to visit me tomorrow and i'm really excited. my mom and little sister visited back in freshman year for my birthday but i had no idea what to do to entertain them. so this weekend should be exciting. plus i can go out since i'm over the flu fiasco. i still can't be sure if i did have the h1n1 or not. if only mt royal medical center doctors decided not to take their sweet ass friday afternoons off i would've found out. i felt like i got hit by a truck for five days and felt constantly high off my ass. just glad that's over.
that's about it.
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