typically these days i wake at two or later (when i'm not working). i wake up to too many messages on my phone which insistently beeps to remind me of it. most annoying is when i get messages that remind me i've double-booked people accidentally on one day and have to cancel on someone. i really should write out my week-to-week schedule at least so i don't forget who i'm meeting that day but really i'm just too lazy.

i don't know if i'm getting confirmed. i haven't submitted the form. i don't feel ready, not when i'm practically spiritually non-existent.

i stayed up by myself watching sex and the city last night and drinking raspberry liquor. that activity sounds a little scary - am i becoming a thirty year old woman too soon? sigh. maybe thirty is the best age to be, as evident by SJP's incredible wardrobe and their ability to always be eating at exquisite restaurants on dates. maybe the artist's path of starvation and lack of money is not for me - maybe what i really want is to become a thirty-something yuppie who sips on cosmopolitans after work and writes a column for some magazine. how hard can it be, right?

no actually i think i'll stick with my artistic ambitions. i just want to date a thirty-something man who can afford all those expensive restaurants, ferry me around in his car and pay for whatever clothes i desire. actually clothes aren't even that important - it's just the FOOD. and the car. how could i have judged all those tai-tais before when it's suddenly so appealing now?! oh well i'm not looking to marry this man, maybe just while i'm in college to take care of all my needs. very 'In Good Company', i loved that movie!

this is why i have to stop watching tv.

+ posted by M @ 1:50 PM