i just got back adorably-incredibly-cute pictures, including one fabulous one of the swattie weblogging community (dude, we should get funding) minus jackie, who missed our taboo procrastination session. that was the most successful errand i’ve run today although i’ve gotten a lot done. not skoolwork, of course, but, like i just said to my friend nomi in reference to love, isn’t that totally overrated? … hey, one of those was a non-sarcastic comment: try to guess which!
so one of the things i did do was write and hand in my sophomore paper declaring myself a special-major in AMERICAN STUDIES (ross: “couldn’t you choose something less obvious?” me: “like AMERICANT?” that’d make a great slogan: “never say AMERICANT!”) and a minor in film&media, though after that final yesterday maybe i should rethink that. yikes. in the paper i cited the capital steps as an influence and made reference to the fact that when i was an irritating little nine year old (as opposed to the irritating less-little nineteen year old i’ve become …) i used to pester liz’s father about why he was a republican. i had fun writing it, although naturally not as much fun as ben had writing his.
hey! my brother adam got accepted into his study abroad program in sydney. talk about last minute — they’d been stringing him along. it’s finally official.
ross and co. are going carroling tonite. i guess i’ll be staying in and writing history or studying stat. ho ho ho! … bastards. i suppose i deserve it: i did watch most of rushmore yesterday w/ becca and then the incredibly true adventure of two girls in love which was exactly as good as the title would suggest. (me: “is it really true?” elizabeth: “yes, ester. it’s a documentary.”) i wasn’t allowed to laugh or make snide comments cause everyone around me was transfixed and near tears. ah well.