Ah, for the good old days of burning through shows like firewood on a midwinter night (my sleep-depreived analogies are great, right? Right?). I sadly don't really have the time to watch five/eight episodes of Lost on end like I used to. Those were the days. I hope you're not shutting out humanity like I used to. I've been watching a little bit of 24 though. Turns out ZQ is actually pretty cool after all. He may hate women but he knows how to be awesome in a crisis. Does that sound horrible? Yes!
Last night, I kid you not (I hate it when people say that), I painted my nails. The only nail polish Angela had was this really light green-blue stuff, which suited me. I feel pretty now! There's a first.
This week I wrote a long reflective essay about myself for Personal Comm. It was what I'd call a really dumb assignment. Maybe that's just me. As you probably know, I spend the majority of my time in self-reflection, so an exercise like this is extremely inane (I've been using that word a lot lately. It's just so appropriate!). I'm afraid I got a little snide around the middle, after I'd gotten tired of writing exaustively about the workings of my own mind.
Gotta go to yoga now. Laters.
-Amy
Yeah, isn't it cool that you wanted to paint your nails and then you asked me if you could borrow my nails polish and I was like " you don't even have to ask, sweet sister of mine!!" Remember that? No? Probably because it didn't happen.
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