shrove tuesday.

belly dancing last night rocked my socks!
we got a great workout AND i actually think i was doing the excercises right (i figure when it really hurts a lot i'm doing it right). moreover, i met this really nice girl named kristen who is a psychology grad student. she wants to be a professor. i was talking to susan about the closing of the american mind, which i am re-reading, and wound up with two audience members instead of one.

tuesday night we are having a girls night. susan, simona and i are going out to kieran's irish pub for the evening and may be joined by nicole, alicia, lynn and kristen...i really hope kristen comes.

*bangs dry, chapped hands on desk*

it is so dry here that my nose is bleeding.
can i go home yet?

question of the day

not because it is profound, but because i am curious.
can you tell when a woman isn't wearing a bra?