For some reason, I've had Wicked songs stuck in my head all day. Now there's a musical that I would love to see again. However, I only just saw it last May. I should have gotten Katie Rose Clarke's and Carmen Cusack's autographs. I swear that Katie Rose's intepretation of Glinda reminded me of Barbara Jean from "Reba". I can't put my finger on why...
I should read Accursed again. It was awesomely good. While I'm randomly thinking of A.B., I should also put "Chance" on the list of things to see.
Side Note: Where are all of my hair brushes?
I know I have at least seven of them from losing them... buying them... finding old ones under my driver's seat in my car. Wondering why a brush would even be under the driver's seat in my car... I bet Tripp has been grabbing them and hiding them in the backyard somewhere. I have reason to believe that doggy evidence supports this theory too. The other day I saw a trail of comb bits leading up to the doggy door. I should plant a fake brush on the edge of the counter and see what he does/where he goes. *pause*
God, I need a date... I should go to a gay club or something. Except the fact that I loathe clubs and wouldn't want to meet my future love in a place like that. I should go to the school's library and hang out around the lesbian fiction. Hmm... however, when I did that at "Border's Books" some really scary looking girl with a mohawk and a chain leading from her eyebrow to her nose starred at me for like an hour. Why do girls have a mohawks and pierced faces in 2009? Didn't that fad end in the 80's? Plus she looked about 16 or 17, and I don't want a piece of that cradle robbing moment.
I need to go study anyway. Psychology tests galore next week. I swear I've spent more time in the Psych building than my actual dorm room in the past year. Off I go.
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