the shape of the mystic godhead
i'm spending all day today in the basement at work, unpacking menorahs (menorot?) and courting the spiders.

for class, i'll have to prepare an auxilary question to use for my midterm, but i have no idea what to ask. i also have no idea what to write for a paper (if i write one), my only ideas so far have been the 1977 australian abba tour, theater attendance for 1930s american cinema, the amish, and saint-cults. anything where i can talk about crowd theory is good though. i wish i could just write a paper on how much i love big love and how i'd enter into a celestial marriage with bill+nikki any day. their lifestyle leads to eternity!

this weekend was rad. dora, expect something adorable in not too long.

it's too bad: now that i actually make money and can save it i just want to blow it on underwear and shoes. ain't fair!