Tonig...

Tonight was nearly perfect. I got to do two things that I haven't done in a long, long time: party, and dance. I couldn't be more pleased with the party. Just the right amount of people came, and those that did come were some of my closest friends. Nobody got wasted and threw up. Nobody passed out. It went very smooth, and though the party involved alcohol, it did not get out of control and everyone seemed to be enjoying themselves.Despite temporarily losing my wallet and being left behind by the posse, I managed to get to Club One to join my friends and I had such a good time just dancing. I swear all the gays of Savannah were there. I saw Psychology Matt, Josh, Cliff, Mr. Special Occasion, and met Jeremiah's hot Puerto Rican friend. There was eye candy all around me, but unfortunately nothing really directed towards me. That's always the case and I don't really care. The club is the last place you want to pick up a man. Only God knows what precautions come with the package. It was kind of odd to have Matt there. He's such a tool, I can't tell whether he likes me or not, or whether he just finds me to be a potential friend, or neither. He keeps telling me he'll call me and we'll go out, but that hasn't and probably will never happen. He used to flirt with me during Psychology and even gave me his digits, but I called him and that went nowhere. He baffles me.While I was dancing I noticed that Jeremiah was all over this one guy and it made me sick. How disgusting. They were groping each other right in front of Tony. I noticed at one point that Tony was missing, so I went to find him. We sat for a few minutes, then the club closed. I can't beleive Jeremiah was doing that. It's rude and inappropriate, especially after you cheated on him. I had to kiss Jeremiah's ass because he was my sole ride, but I was still disgusted.

Tomorrow i...

Tomorrow is going to be entirely involved with my party. Emily bought the alcohol, and I still have to buy the decorations, the lights, the games. I didn't get to the invitations, but oh well. I will just call people. I'm a little anxious about it. I want people to enjoy themselves. I want it to be fun, but I don't want it to get out of control. That's why it is not going to be a drunken stupor party, but a cocktail party, which is going to be mainly social. There's nothing I can't stand more than a party that turns into a frat party where the goal of the night is to throw up everywhere and pass out. That is definitely not my idea of a good time. I don't think that will happen with my friends though. They aren't exactly the frat type.

Today ...

Today is stunning. I am in such a happy, elated mood because of it. It is sunny...the wind is rustling the trees, the shadows are moving, splotches of sun dye the bricks on Jones Street. It is seventy-two degrees, the palm trees are whispering, people are walking and in the squares. On days like this, Savannah feels like paradise.

I don't want ...

I don't want to work today, it's my birthday. It doesn't feel like a birthday, though. Uhhh...I'm going to make today amazing, no matter what.

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My birthday is tomorrow!

Em just ...

Em just made potato gratin, with cheddar cheese strewn gratuitously over the top, in typical Emily fashion. I love food. Especially when I'm hungry. Or when I am eating it.I have such intense and deep thoughts I dazzle myself.I don't want to go to work tomorrow. Why I agreed to help out I don't know. Why I am continuing to work I don't know either. I could easily just say I am not going to work for her anymore. It's not like she can fire me, I already quit.I have a feeling I am going to have an exciting quarter. I went to see Taylor and Allison and Lauren last night. We had such a blast. I haven't had that much fun with them in a long time. I think that the key to my happiness in this house is not to be a slave to it; not to let it alienate me from the rest of my friends. Though I am far away from everyone else, if I make an effort to see people, the results will be well worth the effort.

I am in ...

I am in Savannah finally! It was sooo good to see Taylor and Allison and Emily. I feel so at home when everyone is here. Taylor and I had the most enjoyable drive to Savannah ever--we stopped at Hooters for lunch (where we had our picture taken in front of the sign) in Macon so we could gaze admiringly at the motorcycle gang, spiky mullets, and Loretta Lynn hair-dos. It was truly eye-opening, especially when we were dressed in our urban finest. We then proceeded to Dublin, where we took some sexy photos of us next to the tractors and trucks by the freeway, then at a trailer park. Quintessential. Then we finally arrived in Savannah, where Emily, Durf and I listened to Missy on my stereo I brought from home for the living room, then we smoked cloves. It made me so happy. It is odd how my room at my parents' house isn't my room anymore, my bed there isn't my bed. I didn't sleep very well. I wanted my futon.Classes start tomorrow. I'm looking forward to it, although I agreed to work for about two weeks at Cafe Mucha until the new-hire's ankle gets better. So...I'm up at six tomorrow morning. Bleh. I am way too nice to Anissa.

After a dela...

After a delay at Alex's house, a big group of us headed down to Little Five Points for some Indian food and then shop. My mission was to find a unique long-sleeve shirt that would complement my new jeans from Montreal. After sifting through Little Five Points with no success, save a pair of hot sunglasses, we all proceeded to the Highlands and to (surprise) Bill Hallman. I can always rely on the store to have unusual, fun, and unique albeit expensive clothes. I stumbled on this hot long-sleeve green shirt with skeletons on it--I can't describe it but it is tight and very suave. I'm such a clothes-whore, it's disgusting. At least I have a complete outfit now. I found what I was looking for, so I feel very content. Taylor and I, after parting with Alex and her posse, went to Dish for my birthday dinner. I received a hot Chippendales calendar and a citrus candle--I love citrus. We had a great, intellectual discussion and the food was to die for. I feel like such a twenty-something buying expensive clothing and expensive food. Once I get to Savannah it will be time to trim the financial expenditures. Savannah is tomorrow! I can't wait to return to highs in the sixties (not thirties), and to see everyone again, and a city with life, unlike during the break when no one was around. We are going to swing by Borders to exchange a cd I got, then make a stop at Lenox to peruse through Urban, then head on down to Savannah. On the way, we plan on taking sideroads and stopping through small, deprived Georgia towns to have our pictures taken. What a sick pleasure. Renee asked me if I would work at Mucha for a week or two every Monday and Wednesday until the new employee's broken ankle was mended. I said yes. That could have been a really stupid decision, but I don't think it will be a hassle. At least I will be making some money. Not much longer until I'm home!