So, I lent Racheal my very favoritest dress ever for a formal she's going to after break. Today, I got an invitation in the mail for the same formal. Fucked. Fucked I tell you. So now, in the next week, I must find myself a dress that is fairly inexpensive, preferably red or black, and clings to my every bountiful curve. I must outdo The Dress, which is strapless, black, and slightly forties-ish with a big slit up the side and subtle sparklies. Makes me feel like Marilyn Monroe 'cuz it fit me like a sultry glove. Alas.

My hotness!

(sorry)

/shallowness.

Also on the list of things to do over break:
- wedding invitations for Becky (calligraphy- $1 per invite)
- get a haircut
- help my mom set up the coffeeshop
- get a new bottle of lotion or oil scented at The Body Shop
- yet more French translations
- laundry, laundry laundry
- work on the Compendium

I'll have virtually no internet access all week, so all iconage and layoutage is temporarily on hold.

Midterms stressful but blissfully over. I survived. I also got a fourth person for my apartment- a transfer student named Laura who's apparently the only chick on campus with a lip ring. We talked Bowie, we talked the Cure, we talked hair dye. I've got no worries.

A good thing about today: I went on a walk because the weather was bee-yoo-tee-ful. The sun was shining down and making me warm, and the breeze was just right, and it was just me and the grass and the mud.

Stopped at the Rite Aid and bought myself some springtime-y makeup, and I can't wait until I can bust out a skirt. I'm so ready for winter to be over.

So: Health and safety checks, dinner with Mark and Aster, home. Lord knows when I'll see Mike-- but whatever. That's a completely different friends-only entry. I just want to erase the past two months, you know? Make everything all cuddly again. I'm sick of the arguing, having it out at 3 am every three or four days. I know we're just stressed and taking it out on each other, but it's being more of a pain than a pleasure anymore.

So. Break. And apparently massive money spend-age. And hopefully hotness if I find a damn dress. *sigh*

I could really use some good food right about now. Cheese. Chease and bread dipped in basil oil... that sounds about right.