the other night, jack said to me "i have a present for you, but i keep forgetting to bring it." and he told me that back when he used to smoke, he smoked turkish golds, and he's got this badass cigarette tin with the turkish gold insignia on it. he keeps it in his desk drawer, and he says everytime he opens it, he thinks of me.

awwww.

gotta love that jack johnson.

katy called me today! it was the first time we'd ever spoken on the phone! she's gonna come to the HP and we're gonna kick it old skool! woo woo!

so, just to prove the irony that sickly coats my life like a thick syrup... we did secret santas (yeah, i'm gagging) in the theatre department yesterday. guess who i picked out of the hat. JUST GUESS.

if you guessed dan mandalis, you are right as motherfucking rain.

so while we were ditching scene design class in the cafeteria, i sat with shaun and adam, and the three of us discussed what i should get him:

adam said to get him one of those pairs of chattering teeth. (HA. GET IT?! shaun didn't at first, and we explained it to him with as little detail as possible. you could tell he got the joke when he looks at me with an astounded face and goes "you used your teeth?! WHY?!" hahahaha.)

shaun had three good ideas, of which i'm only using one. he said i should get him a playgirl ("it's okay dan, we support you."), a picture of saidy in a heart frame (that's harsh), and one of those pens that looks like a syringe with blood in it.

EXPLANATION: the reason dan and shaun aren't speaking is (because dan's a huge bitch) because someone told shaun that dan was convinced that HE spread the rumor that was giving dan much distress. the rumor was that dan wasn't at school the monday and tuesday before thanksgiving break because he had overdosed on heroin and was in the hospital. everyone who knows dan knows that's a load of shit, but since he's such a fucking drama queen, he and shaun aren't speaking.

but, of course, the pen. "to support your addiction." hahaha. i hadn't seen one of those pens in ages, and then today at lunch my favorite waitress had one! i asked her where she got it and she gave it to me!

she's the coolest broad ever.

but i am sad that me and dan are fighting, even though he's an asshole. what can i say, i'm a caring girl. (whatever.) i'm gonna write him a really heartfelt letter to give him with his present next friday. i'm giving him the teeth with a little note like "haha... get it? umm... sorry?" (HAHAHA), the pen "if you don't get the humor in this then you're more of a drama queen than i thought."... and then a little marijuana-based care package. some weed, one of the dope lighters from the UM, some rolling papers, maybe a one-hitter...

hehe. excellent.

even though i'm still really pissed at him. it's the rules of the game.

oh well.

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