i'm so mad. i want to be at the zeta rave right now, catherine's sing friend is DJing. but stupid french movie. stupid choice. and no one who's left wants to go anymore. because they have issues. and zeta being the yuppie cokehead frat, and me being in jeans and PJ top and flipflops, it seems a little too sisyphusian right now. and whatever. once again a paper to be written this weekend, anyway, i have to slough through mad legal reviews to r'emmerde myself. damn damn damn. earlier tonight though...we went into town for first friday which was really cute, tofu sandwiches, yeah, girls, yeah (but i could've been watching the french movie, thus enabling me to be right now at the ra...oh n/m) - earlier than that we got back to our roots at origins chez douglas. i EVEN bought "rock star hair colour". ohhhhhhh i am sad and frustrated. maybe.
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(3:15) ew i hate that upenn raves are dance parties! just frustrated, now. :^)