nirix5 | (no subject)

I have never heard my mother swear so much in her life as last night.

Seriously, I thought that George Bush on TV pissed her off, but man! Watching the Sox trample the Yankees is apparently ten times worse. I don't think I've ever heard her use the word "fuck" twice in a sentence in MY WHOLE LIFE, let alone ten times in five minutes.

I'm so glad I'm not on her bad side.

Not going to Bio today because the car is broken. The car wasn't broken a few days ago- in fact, it had just gotten fixed- but Mom put the wrong key in the ignition and fucked it up. So it was all good for fifteen minutes, and we're out of luck again.

Uh, that's it, I guess. I finished two books this week: "The Bell Jar" and "Fear of Flying." I liked the latter better, probably because it's more up beat and you don't know how it ends, although they end on the same note, with a direct kind of cliffhanger. But Sylvia Plath killed herself, so... eh, whatever.

We watched half of Chicago last night. I love that movie.

And CSI is on tonight YAY!

And I love the new apartment and my roommates!!!