In less than one month I will be living with a girl by the name of Wendy Scola, from Oxford, CT. she's a theater major, she likes bright colors, and she seems both nice and intelligent. so far, so good! if she thought the fact that she's studying theater and i'm studying english/history would be a problem, it's so not. look who my friends were in high school--with the exception of sara, they were all in choir, band and/or theather. i've been exposed to that world--i can survive, even if she's a fan of show tunes or something. but at least i'll know someone else who'll probably be going on the trips to new york to see plays. the first one is in october, we're going to see Rent. she's calling me back tomorrow for the requisite in-depth roomie conversation, about study habits, sleep habits, eating habits, etc. we agreed to either bunk or loft our beds for more room, and that we don't want to buy the bland carpet the school offers. we're going to try to find some funky throw rugs instead. knowing my roommate has made this all so much more real. wow.

so i skipped khara's party tonight in favor of spending the first night of my jen-less weekend quietly at home, cleaning and reading and watching tv. i wasn't exactly in the right mood to laugh and take photos while everyone got shitfaced around me. khara IMed me a while back with the invitation/demand "come to the fuckin party!" apparently she and jessi were already wasted, heather wasn't yet. i hope none of them were driving home. the hoyers are out of town so i guess everyone could crash there. do they know i don't drink? i'm not sure. at jess' house last time i tried some of the parrot bay rum with jessi, but while she found it delicious i was chugging down water to erase the strong, sour, alcohol-y taste. it's a good thing i didn't drink any more, or i'd have had to stay over and watch dawson's creek with all of them. or maybe i could have tolerated it if i were drunk? but it's the getting drunk part that i can't tolerate, isn't that funny? sure, i know people say a drink or two lowers your inhibitions and relaxes you, but if getting to that point of relaxation requires me to drink something that is both nasty-tasting and, yes it's true, TOXIC to the human body, i'll have get my jollies elsewhere. i do long to try a margarita, though. or a daquiri. i would like to experience the more pleasant effects of a moderate amount of alcohol, if it were palatable and only if i were enjoying it in the company of friends, not guys, and not in a place where i'd ever have to get behind the wheel of a car, and not in a quantity where i would fear for the well-being of my liver. i don't want to be falling down drunk because that entails a hangover. . but people always talk of being very relaxed after a glass or two of wine....i'd like to know how that feels. you know, i bet a whole lot of that freshman twenty crap comes from the unnecessary calories in booze. if college kids avoided that, i bet they'd all be a lot slimmer. i'm pretty sure they're not all drinking bud lites and counting carbs while they're falling face down in puddles of their own vomit....

all this said, i hope everyone at khara's is safe tonight, especially flanny. yawn. late. hey it's sunday! greg and sara both come home today. yipee!