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Here I am back at home. My room is cold so I'm lying on my bed with my boots on (not like I'm ever known to do that, hm.) Last night I hung out at Rory's with my girls + the auxillary and it was chill, drinking Yuengling cos we're home in PA. I had a dream about buying chocolate with my mom in preparation for some class dinner w/Jami, but then it was too late (3:40 am!) for it to happen, so I was very sad in my dream cos I thought we'd skip dinner- Nicole knows what I mean. I woke up with my head stuck in the pillowcase.
This entry is incomprehensible. I'm sorry. I'm all kindsa scattered upon coming home.
I left undoing gender at school. And guess who needs it oh-so-badly for their paper? Right.
Dan's party was fun + bizarre as usual. Renee showed, looking dapper as fuck in pinstripes and shiny shoes. What a hot butch. I just need to find some not-vanilla tendencies and coax them out, which hopefully won't be too difficult cos she's pretty amazing. Oh grad students. (from Long Island, heh. as she put it, 'we can walk through the strip malls holding hands, how romantic.' oh the suburbs.)
I am so anxious right now, probably because of this paper I haven't started and basically having no idea how to discipline myself into doing work when I'm not at school. But also because of that transition to home, and already my mom raising her eyebrows when she explains to my dad that the reason my boobs look smaller is that I'm (her verbal scarequotes) binding my chest (!), and having to go visit my kinda-crazy grandmother in an hour, and Rory's psychic sensitivities and family shit, and missing Cristina, and I don't know. I'm incredibly overwhelmed to the point I can feel it buzzing behind my eyes; perhaps this means I should stretch and do some energy work. Yeah.
This entry is incomprehensible. I'm sorry. I'm all kindsa scattered upon coming home.
I left undoing gender at school. And guess who needs it oh-so-badly for their paper? Right.
Dan's party was fun + bizarre as usual. Renee showed, looking dapper as fuck in pinstripes and shiny shoes. What a hot butch. I just need to find some not-vanilla tendencies and coax them out, which hopefully won't be too difficult cos she's pretty amazing. Oh grad students. (from Long Island, heh. as she put it, 'we can walk through the strip malls holding hands, how romantic.' oh the suburbs.)
I am so anxious right now, probably because of this paper I haven't started and basically having no idea how to discipline myself into doing work when I'm not at school. But also because of that transition to home, and already my mom raising her eyebrows when she explains to my dad that the reason my boobs look smaller is that I'm (her verbal scarequotes) binding my chest (!), and having to go visit my kinda-crazy grandmother in an hour, and Rory's psychic sensitivities and family shit, and missing Cristina, and I don't know. I'm incredibly overwhelmed to the point I can feel it buzzing behind my eyes; perhaps this means I should stretch and do some energy work. Yeah.
