man, my schedule is all f-ed up--i'm having frito pie at 2:16 am and talking on im and talking on the phone. What's amazing is there's actually still people up to talk to.

I'm giving up onions and resolving to drink more water. (my frito pie is lacking in zip.)

tonight i watched House of Sand and Fog (which was really good and i think i might read the book) and started reading The Lakehouse. Which is terrible, by the way. If this is the kind of drivel they're feeding to the American public as "the best beach read this summer!" (i actually heard that on the radio) it is a sad state of affairs. But I will finish reading it, still--though I still can't finish Anna Karenina. Very sad. Yes, yes I know this is all pretentious babble, but I miss being an English major already, so let me marinate in it for a while.
Have a book of short stories by Shirley Jackson and a Kazuo Ishiguro book also, next in line.

This summer I'm trying to live like a twelve year old. while also packing up my apartment. I spent $30 and all day today organizing the stuff on just one shelf of my bookshelf. office depot is a total rip-off, but hopefully it will help keep everything organized. So Elissa won't be ashamed of my housekeeping skills anymore. Well...who am I kidding.