|staying home alone on a friday night
||[Apr. 11th, 2003|07:38 pm]
k i m b e r l y
|||||John Mayer, love song for no one||]|
After the beach failed me and I finshed reading, I ran down the list of possible evening activities provided by stephen in my quest for ideas. Cup Hunting is out--no car or mall. Throwing water balloons at people--no balloons. Running around campus naked--just too cold. Talk on the phone--no one home. And so, at last, I come to: write in your live journal.
But what to write about? Not sure. Nothing particular on my mind right now (well, nothing I feel particualry like sharing in my web-log), except that I just finished the craziest book ever. EVER. Called Pig Tales by Marie Darrieussecq. It's about this woman who turns into a pig. ...um yeah, enough said. It's crazy. From her working in a massage parlor/sex shop, giving birth to piglets, to falling in love with a wereworlf....very crazy. and apparently it's got a deeper feminist meaning, but I'm blinded by the phsyco-ness of the story.
Um, yah. So, on my friday night, I'm thinking about homework. good call kim. You're cool.