Wyatt is a very good therapist.

I feel like an old lady, but I am so tired. Maybe I need to stop drinking red wine or something.

So here's something that's funny/sad. My church did a Thanksgiving service for the first time ever tonight, and right as the sermon started, the fire alarm went off. So we all had to leave. Debbie Downer mwah mwah mwahhhhh.

I need to read a book that's happier than Clockwork Orange!!!! Any ideas? I'm thinking maybe Pale Fire. Love me some Nabokov.

The people across the street put up their Christmas tree already. Through the curtains it looks really warm and happy. It's nice to look out a dark window and see that.

Cheeseball.

Flying hooooome today!

And in the mean time, BEHOLD:




















he's like a little bear.

Last night I had a dream that Alex from A Clockwork Orange was chasing me.

Maybe I should stop reading this book...

Maybe not.

If I ever stop disliking children, I want cute British ones.

I'm working at a conference this week. Besides really shitty hours, it's actually sort of nice. It's in the really pretty Omni Hotel with tons of free catered food. AND it's an international conference so there are lots of really hot European guys. It's about @#$%ing time I worked somewhere with eye candy.

On the flip side, I'm doing work with other people's powerpoint presentations, so I have to deal with a lot of breathing over my shoulder (some with SEVERE halitosis), and some people even try to push me off of the computer so they can mess with stuff.

My boss is this crazy MIT professor who's only nice to me and the other temp. Amazing.

This entry is void of substance. I need to go shower. Behave yoself.

I'm watching the TRL finale. Awww I feel like I'm 13 again. I hope Britney shows up!

Parents came this weekend! They bought me food so I don't die! Yay!

My mom and I went all over the Natural History Museum. Almost nobody was at the Hope Diamond (!) so we got super close to it and took like 50 pictures. Then went to the Butterfly Garden and made new friends. One landed on my shoulder and stayed there the whole time. For a while I thought it was dead haha.

The rest of the weekend was fun too. Hehe. For me, going out in DC feels a lot more mellow than in Williamsburg. I think it's because there's nothing to do at W&M, so when something actually does happen, there's this crazy tense competitive vibe to win attention and boys and stuff. Very amateurish.

Now it's so nice that it doesn't matter anymore. Nowhere is super annoyingly crowded or loud because there's *gasp!* there's actually other stuff going on around town too. So you can just go out and drink and chill and no one expects anything of you. Which is good, because a lot of the time at school I was thisclose to a nervous breakdown.

I still miss being a little crazy though.. Weird.

So this is embarrassing but whatever.

I fainted.

While getting off the bus.

It was the worst feeling ever, because I knew it was happening two stops before I had to get off, but what can you do when you know you're about to pass out on a bus? Lie down on the floor? So I stand up and BAM. Next thing I know a group of people are standing over me and a black guy is yelling "Jesus!"

This does not top Kate's presentation episode, but it comes close.