aunt may is still living outside my backdoor window. i thought she'd left for the cold weather but there she sat, right in her favorite spot. i guess she'd just gone on a short thanksgiving vacation. spiders have thanksgiving 3 weeks early, you know. they wrap up giant moths and shape them into turkeys, they laze around a few days, get in fights with their spider-relatives, and then come back to hang around outside their apartments.

i slept all day yesterday. we'd gone to nashville to see mc chris and 80 miles back towards memphis i realized i'd left my purse in a gas station bathroom. it was already 2am. i thought 'aw, what's a drivers' license and some rose salve? i can get new ones' and then chris said "my keys were in there". so we drove all night and got back just in time for me to stumble into class delirious and 20 minutes late. boy oh boy.

i've been so worthless lately, folks. what am i doing here? all these people around me doing great things and i sit around watching old buffy episodes, eating fried eggs and letting my hair pile up around the house. i shed worse than my cat. if i could sell my hairballs as fine art, i'd be a chamillionare. what's worse, i'm thinking about majoring in sociology, with no intention of getting my masters'. talk about a worthless degree, man.

what's a lazy day-dreamer to do in this world?