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carter

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27 dec 2005 :: 12:02am

last night lisa, alex and i laid on my bed for about six hours while talking and laughing and looking up people on friendster. it got addictive, which was sad because it meant they didnt leave my house until about 3 30am. but it was fun. slobby fun. i havent hung out with lisa in a long time (well, since alex's july 4 party), and it was lovely to see her. i miss living with that girl. she was a great roommate. also, she hasnt fallen off the face of the earth yet, despite the fact that several of my other friends have. well, i shouldnt say several. my best friend in particular.

christmas was really nice. i got a lot of really nice gifts but it was nice to just be with everyone and it was particularly nice to have becky and charlie at our house. becky is my 'other mother'… she is my mom's best friend and she doesnt have children, so i used to stay with her for a week in the summers when i was in middle school to go shopping for back to school clothes (which was good for my mother, who hates shopping). that was when becky lived outside baltimore. she now lives in richmond. and she was here for christmas dinner.

is this the most boring post ever? im trying to include some specific details about my rather boring life because linda said she missed reading the juice.

i just dont have much juice these days…im not sure what else i can tell you. my computer crashed right before final review this semester and it's now back up and running. they gave me a new harddrive. thank god for apple care. and thank god for an apple store in richmond. there is no apple store in new haven, so my only options were by mail or soho. bringing it home seemed easier and it was fixed in four days.

and for my final pointless story, i dreamt about kanye west the other night. he came to the studio and gave a lecture to all the design kids about his work. and had an entourage. and a younger brother who was his spitting image. the funniest thing was that in my dream, he drove off from school in a busted honda prelude, which i like to think was my own clever dream allusion to the song golddigger, when the nfl star drives off in a hyundai.

i swear. if i get some juice, youll hear it here first.