It hurts a little more than I pretend it does.

But I'm okay though.
I had a long talk with Andrew and Lizz. I love my nerds.
I'm in a better mood than when I last posted. Improvement?

I just thought I should document it.
Although I am not in the cute social group I would like to be, I am appreciated and people do care about me. Maybe not all in the same place, but they are there. I can always bother Andy on the trip.

As I'm packing for New York, I kind of realize what sort of state my wardrobe is in after I cleaned out my closet. I'm in dire need of long pants that actually fit and don't make my thighs look like large tumors on my legs.
Also, I need bras. The ladies have grown a little-thank you god.
TMI?
Probably.

I also need to get my desk cleared off, at minimum.

Geez. I'm going to get so self conscious in NYC. I'm not even rooming with people I'm uneasy around. Jane, Tab, and Jess? They've all seen me looking my worst. I'm not concerned.
But for some reason, I'm worried I will dress stupidly. Or pack that way.
Gah. I need to go shopping before we leave, damnit. For now, though, I'm packing what I can.

To Do:

1. clear off desk and in front of dresser
2. shop for bras that fit better, pants, "practical" makeup(better mascara, brown liner)
3. go to library for Regina Spektor and other good CD's. Load onto iTunes and sync with iPod.

that should be enough accomplishments for my life right now.

-sigh-
Hasta for now.