lovely.

first, much thanks to borofish for restoring light to my no-longer-cave of a room. so much better.


pulling out of the prescription drive-thru at walgreens today, i noticed their sign read:


BACON
VITAMINS
TOMBSTONES


something about that didn't seem quite right. or at least i was amused. dunno.

dad seems to be saying he's going to buy me a computer. are there any reasons anyone can think of that i'd want anything other than a g4 laptop? i'm pushing it with the price (i got a nice voicemail tonight about remembering my opportunity costs from econ-- what my dad teaches-- and how getting an expensive computer at this point rather than a less expensive one or rebuilding the pc i have affects other stuff. which i get, but hello-- remember econ? as embarrassing as it may be for him, there's a reason i got a c in econ one term.) but it seems like what will last the longest and what will get me furthest overall. i don't know. opinions? quick though, because i have to move on this before he changes his mind.

in other news, i'm going to attempt to leave Thursday for chicago. if that doesn't happen, Friday should do. and somehow or other i will have a working tape player in place of the PIECE OF CRAP that's in there now. yes, the one i wailed on most of the way to chicago at new years (and some of the way back too) after it gave out.

it was terribly terribly good to see borofish tonight. way over due and as usual i monopolized the conversation, but like i said, terribly good. i'm telling ya'-- that boy's a catch. good listener, good musical inclinations, stylish and everything. and i totally approve of the new hair. plus sorcha still likes him, and she only likes really *good* boys.

that's plenty for now. especially as i should get up in the morning to continue the computer debating process. that and clean my room which was one of a short list of things to do during break.

*goes off to dream about powerbooks*

sleep to dream

did not dream about powerbooks. did, however, dream about minervacat.
we were at some party at carleton (that wasn't anything like carleton really) and had these pagers that allowed you to walk through the walls. i don't remember the whole thing anymore, because i went back to sleep and had even stranger dreams, but i think at some point we both left the party. she to go write in her journal book and i to... wait, don't remember anymore. oh well. should have gotten up and written it then. i did write down the dream i had a few nights ago in which i smoked, and i'll try to write it out in some form eventually so y'all can help me analyze it. or whatever. ;)

time to go start back in on computer pricing shtuff.

do i want to know?

well shit.
i'm not quite sure what to make of my free will horoscope today.

Aquarius Horoscope for week of March 27, 2003

Your ego has been writing checks that your body can't cash. Your past has been making promises your future doesn't even want to think about keeping. Your inner beast has been cannibalizing your inner child. Shape up, hypocrite! APRIL FOOL! There has been a gap between your intentions and your effects, but not nearly as great as I implied above. Please forgive me; in the outrageous spirit of the prankster holiday, I was hoping the shock value of my extreme statements would motivate you better than a polite, gentle prod.

hmmm.

p.s. i fucking *love* this song.