pasta with pesto and cinnamon toast crunch is the perfect late night dinner after the perfect late night nap after the perfect day of grocery shopping and laundry (as it was a perfect day outside today).

despite the perfection in my life I am slowly falling apart physically - I'll get over it, but its hard to be sick without your parents. No one else is around to help you out but you.

because its been so cool here, I shut off my teeny tiny air conditioner and threw my one able window wide open to sleep to the sounds of College street - which would be a 24 hour street car and a bunch of Portuguese men arguing outside the men's club (and apparently someone taking their bike out for a spin in the lane between my window and the building beside me).

today, aside from groceries, laundry, and full seasons of Sex And The City, I finished putting things up in the apartment, and now it actually feels like an adult lives here. And then, between putting up my magnetic knife strip and shopping for limes, I realized that this is the first year in my life, well since I was a teeny baby, that I won't be going back to school in September. to cushion the blow of such a realization, I purchased my train tickets to Montreal for a week of birthday fun with Christine. ask me how I'm feeling on this subject when everyone is in the middle of Mid-Terms. I'll either be in the middle of an identity crisis or very relaxed.

I have to go do my dishes now, and then, I will sleep the sleep of a thousand years.