
women bodybuilders oddly fascinate me. i think that i want to go to one of their competitions. i feel like alice in wonderland in my house, in the scene when she eats the cookies and becomes too big. i am not used to these short ceilings. i am glad to see that none of my andover loves have greatly changed. i need to visit lauren in nyc though, it must happen. i wish that i could interchange northampton with new york, but that seems pretty much impossible. i have four squirrel tails that i need to make into earrings. glen hansard and marketa irglova sounded beautiful tonight. i think thats she was too shy and that he was too drunk, but it's okay. i think that i am going to watch the tom tykwer short from paris je t'aime again right now. i want to fall in love with a blind french man, gaspard ulliel or even natalie portman would do. i'm tired. tomorrow i will consume massive amounts of food.