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Yesterday I went to Barney's because I decided that having a party to celebrate graduating from college is a fantastic reason to buy a party dress. I was going to wear this yum thing I bought last year.

But something fresh and new seems better.

More appropriate.

For my fresh and new life.

What the eff am I going to do with my life.

And besides, I wore that dress to a Bastille Day party and people at that party will be at the upcoming party and mmm...won't my dress look familiar.

I mean, it will look good...well great actually, but so familiar.

Barney's Barney's Barney's.

Well. I didn't buy a dress. But I did buy the most effing sexy fantastic CoSTUME NATIONAL shoes. Swoon worthy.

I'm going to have a naked except the hot shoes party.

Not really. Don't show up naked.

On the last day of class Jake said that he didn't like platforms and I said, Huh? And he said he just didn't like them and that you could tell a lot about a person by their shoes.

Duh.

But I was happy I wasn't wearing platforms. Though I still think he is nuts.

On Wednesday morning when I woke up at six I rearranged the bookshelves again. That is satisfying, let me tell you.

When in doubt as to what to do with the rest of your life, rearrange books.

My mother's childhood friend and lifelong member of the Bad Girls Club (they were a wily bunch) sent me a homemade card that reads:

...his whole heart blazed up
and turned towards some kind of light,
and he wanted to live and live,
to go on and on along some path,
towards the new, beckoning light,
and to hurry, hurry, right now, at once!

Could this be from my favorite book of all time? Yes. Yes it is.

She addressed me as Sacha Halona.

That e.e. book up there in the picture is not really a library book, but it is a gift from a librarian.

Did Trent steal it?

Actually I remember now that the library was getting rid of it. What is that about.

I'm very upset with Trent. He will be my friend for ever and I love him like I love no one else, but still I cannot believe he will not be attending my graduation party.

The party where I will be wearing the most rockin' shoes ever.

He said, We've got the kids...Those fucking kids man...they are messing up my lifestyle.

He really said that. But if you know Trent you know that he has the biggest potty mouth of any librarian I know.

I agreed with him. I said, Trent those kids are effing with your rock n' roll lifestyle.

But still. Dude. Get a babysitter.

I have to dash. I've got party stuff to do.

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