+I love hipster 8th graders.
+My problem child is not coming to school today.
+Since today is "Field Day" I won't see any kids for regular appointments. I mean I'd be kind of a bitch to make them miss fun stuff outside.
+Andy jumped into bed last night and yelled "Acknowledge my genitals!!"
+Even with the lure of Klondike bars I did not.
+I recently watched Perfume:Story of a Murderer and The Reader.
I read Perfume ages ago and I am smitten with the movie now.
The Reader was amazing. I mean I've had a pretend BFF relationship with Kate Winslet, after I forgave her for Titanic, for years but this blew my mind. I am on a mission to find the book now. I keep thinking about it and trying to talk to people about it. I think I get a bit hyper about stuff no one in the world cares about.
+I've been super depressed thinking about how much my relationships with my girlfriends have changed. Not drastically but enough to make me want to curl up and not get my overly-sensitive feelings hurt. If lives didn't change that would be horrible and bland. I wish we could discuss the changes before hand though.
+I've had an addiction to cheeseball and crackers lately.
+Lately I've been reading from start to finish journal entries from people I am friends with. Like from before I was friends with them. Andy said it would be creepy to comment on a LJ entry from 9 years ago. I've had a lot of Oh! Me too! moments. This is good and bad. I mean I feel pretty isolated lately so reading them has been a cool "interaction." But it makes me miss those days of when there was less to worry about and more to be self-obsessed with.