27 August 2002 - 3:02 p.m.

I started the day out trying to look like Laura Petrie, but I got a Julia -Roberts-as-Erin-Brockovich result.

Since then, I have accquired a Carol Brady couch and donned a Donna Reed housedress.

It's been a totally full day, if you could not tell.

Jess and I managed to move into our apartment at warp speed, so most of my entries for the next week or two will be about unpacking all of my shit. Woo-freaking-hoo.

But 'tis a far, far better thing to have to unpack one's shit than to have no shit. And in the end, I will get to see my little Hatbox. Yay.

The only other really pressing thing is that "spindly" and "kindly" don't rhyme, which is too bad, since they could both be used in a poem about RHWD. Aw.

I guess that's not even pressing, unless someone has nothing to do this afternoon and wants to look into making them rhyme. I myself need to walk to Convocation in pink shoes.

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