hey, wanna throw up get me naked

i found my minus the bear/denali cd today and it made me sad again that they (denali) broke up. i should get over that, really.

last night was rhoze formal, and even though it was camping which meant i smelled like smoke and got ashes in my eyes, it was fun and i liked hanging out with april. we just sat and talked for a little while after everyone else wimped out and went to bed, and then we played california speed and nerts with people. it was all in all a good time, but because we were sleeping in these cabins, i thought i was going to sweat to death. plus, everytime anyone moved, the mattresses made all this noise. i didn't get much sleep. i took some pictures on laura's camera, but i don't know what happened to them. perhaps she'll post them sometime. *hint hint* plus, i'm still trying to get those pictures from the british museum off of the main page so that it doesn't take five years to load.

i'm supposed to be writing this paper about a poem mary robinson wrote called "to the poet coleridge." it's basically her responding to his kubla kahn. it's not a very interesting paper. in fact, it's so uninteresting i don't even want to write it. instead, i've pruned laura's roses in an attempt to be horticultural and NOT kill a plant, and i fixed her scissors after i broke them trying to prune the roses. basically, i was somewhat handy today.

i also watched the charmed two hour season finale. it was about an hour longer than i really wanted it to be, but it finished things up kind of nicely, i suppose. now i'm kinda sad i missed last week's new episode...but not really.

alias is back on next week, i think.