| [ |
mood |
| |
brassy |
] |
| [ |
music |
| |
Kylie Minogue "Come Into My World" |
] |
Quoting Joni Mitchell in the subject, Louis? Really? Shall we all recall the 2002 version of ourselves for the hell of it? Let's get out the geometry book and copy of Frankenstein 1930 and call it a party.
No, no. It's fucking May 2007 up in this bitch. And I'm quoting Joni's "California," why? Because I'M LIVING THERE THIS SUMMER, POODLES. The Advocate called me up at the end of March, said they were picking me for the internship, and I could start whenever I wanted. This confirms what I have suspected all along: I am the king of the gays in Iowa, Lemont, and Jimmy Johns wherever I please. I'm fashioning a crown of glitter and feathers and wearing it all around Lemont when I go home. Knowing L-town, I'll be gleefully mistaken for the Injun. And then Lemon Tree will get excited and name one of its cancer burgers after me. Either way, I won't be denied my reign --even though it'll be kind of sad taking the title away from the former king-of-the-gays, Peter Chipain, I'll live.
The only way I know to show love in this journal anymore is embedding pictures on the page. I'm really excited about my 1998 HTML knowledge, okay? Fuck off and dig it.
Careful! You're entering a time machine!
It's so '70s in here, I about grooved into a stupor. Jess and I went to Stduio 54 night at the local gay bar, and if you couldn't tell, we spent some time planning outfits. Also: Jessica is straight-up hot. Hate her.
Here we are before the RA Formal. Technically, it wasn't a formal so much as it was a rented out lobby with some cookies thrown on the floor. Luckily Jess and I had the idea to photograph ourselves anyway. So defiant!
That's all for now. Just wanted to tell you I got the damn internship. And that I'm basically done with all of my classes. And that Lemont, once again, is upon us. I can't believe I'm almost a senior in college -- for the first time in my life, I'm going to be clueless as to what comes next. I expect I'll be doing an independent study in comfort food late next year.
Anyway, big love, later.
Xoxo,
Louis
|