she's got her own conversation to hold

shit, this is been almost the best week ever, for various reasons, some of which i am not even at liberty to discuss here.

i just won an aqua slipcover for the couch in my apartment on e-bay, and that made me happy. you know your life has reached it's pinnacle when winning slipcovers in online auctions excites you, truly.

i went to emerson yesterday and got my schedule all set up for next semester. it's pretty great, as i'm out of class by either 1 or 2 every day except thursday. fuck thursday- i'm taking a night class from 6:00-9:45. WHAT? that's torturous. especially since it's OC night. i'll deal. i still can't fathom that i'm living in the north end. that place is unreal, and so quaint i might just vomit every time i walk down my street.

anyone catch the new project runway? of course, no one can ever compare to the magic that was santino and daniel v., but this season is gonna come pretty dang close. my favorites thus far: keith- he won the first challenge, but i even liked him before then. he has a good style sense about him, and seems cool.

jeffrey- um, how did he almost get kicked off? i friggin' adored his multi-layered, deconstructed hobo ensemble. whatever, i love him even if the judges don't.

alison- i like her stuff a lot, very simple and cute...she's actually probably the only female designer i liked.

malan breton- he's so snotty and british and slightly evil, how can you not love him? his outfit sucked though.

i DO NOT LIKE VINCENT. who the hell puts a wicker basket with dangling chains on someone's head and tries to pass it off as a hat? awful. he's so bumbling and stupid.

(HORRID!)

in the vast abyss of bad music that is out there right now, i've managed to discover a gem by the nyc band lolita bras. this is the only tune of theirs i can find out there right now, but it has a great mellow britpop sound. check it out.



lolita bras- her own conversation

also, global facebook groups are ruining my life. that is all.