Heals The Original Dryness

nothing like labeling a map of central america to make you realize how euro-centric atlas' are

obviously no one loves me. i had this away message up ("i'm working on a map of central america in the library (if it's open, i hope it is) and i'll be back in a while, but when i get back i'll only be able to talk for a bit cause i have class at 10 tomorrow, but if you love me you'll leave me a message") and no one IMed me. and like, people were on and stuff and didn't bother. hmph. i wrinkle my nose at you all :P

i am really damn hyper right now. combination improv and labeling like ALL the little tiny islands in the caribbean on my central america map. and there are all these little tiny gulfs and stuff. theres actually a Gulf of Mosquitos. and theres a Swan Island thats a US territory of sorts. i find these kinds of things really cool. i want to go to the swan island, or like learn any interesting history there or something like that

anyway, i love my wednesday schedual. i ahve nothing in the morning so i sleep, and then i have acting section at 4, then like 3 hours to kill between that and improv, so what do i do? i make a friend and go to porter for dinner. they are so fucking insane at porter, i love it. and all the fucking insane people that i meet fairly seperatly were all congregated together. and we danced on chairs and ate falic ice cream. it was wonderful

i need to go to sleep now. i'll rant about the .07 oz tube of 10% docosanol cream later.