April 2nd

Where to begin? 

Oh! This is exciting! Project Runway is back!!! although it will be airing on Lifetime, I'm still uber excited. I love that show. I love the blend of characters and talent blah blah well I love it for the same reasons that everyone else loves it. It's successful for a reason and I'm thrilled that it's coming back! 

The Reality Scene will be further bolstered by Bravo's retaliatory Project runway rip off design show. I think it's called Fashion Show or something like that. It will star Isaac Mizrahi and Kelly Rowland as Cohosts. They're definitely not Hiedi and Tim but It'll probably be fun. Although there is an unsettling element about Project Runway not airing on Bravo, I am yet to be disappointed by Bravo's reality programming and withhold judgment until further notice. 

Yesterday was a nice day. I had a nice dinner out and April merriment was in the air. 

Recently I've been craving a consuming and magical experience. Preferably I'll be whisked away by a mysterious cloaked figure and drawn into an epic age old struggle in which I am the key to victory over the darkness as told by an ancient and unquestioned prophecy. But a super cool video game would probably cut it. I think I'm an escapist. I love plunging headlong into a game, or story, or fantasy and would prefer to drown in it before facing a less than magical reality. Luckily I am a renowned sorcerer and have no problem introducing magic into my daily life. For instance I can think of a song and It will be played on my shuffle, or I can predict who's calling when my phone rings. These, of course, take little magical exertion and as much as I would like to share some of my greater feats of spellwork, such secrets are not fit for the internet as a rival wizard could easily use that information against me. 

I want to write a fantasy book. Book writing seems so daunting though. I can't imagine filling hundreds of pages with original thoughts that form a cohesive and enthralling narrative. Eh. I just stopped feeling like writing a book. Maybe later. Or over summer. Or never. 

Last night, I spent a good amount of time on makemebabies.com and I had some satisfying and some horrifying results. Mostly, the children I would have with Carrie would be sunken-eyed sewer mutants with bad teeth at best. It's really that bad.  Check out the little fucker...

YIKES!!!! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH neuter me NOW!

Speaking of Horror, that's the topic in Philosophy this week. I am such hot shit in that class. I'm mostly the best at Philosophizing, and Jennifer Church reminds me of my Mima. Talk about a brilliant woman though, she's really a fantastic teacher and constantly challenges and seems to have every philosophical viewpoint in her arsenal. I mean, I'm sure the responses of Vassar students don't have too much variability throughout the years, but still. The bitch is quick and her class has made me seriously consider a philosophy major. 

Alot of the heart and soul of this blog lies in the pictures. I mean what good is an impeccably written, overwhelmingly humorous, and infinitely interesting blog without our goofy faces peering at you from behind your screen. We do it for you. Anyway, I had to cautiously shuffle the computer between us, Anna had to scoot into a position of visibility and we had to hold the pose while we waited for photobooth to snap our picture. Of course I continued to make guilty eye contact with MK and she, with a knowing look, continued her lesson. Maybe she lets us get away with such shenanigans because Anna and I own the shit out of this class! Seriously you can't complain when we rock midterms and bust out essays with the skill and grace of trained ballerinas. Anyway, the picture this week probably portrays the constraints of our situation as it is dynamic but in a subdued way  if you know what I mean. 

Antarctica is a 5th world continent. Deal with it. I'm out.

P.S. leave me some sugar.