1. Got a job at the school paper as a copy editor. My sense of self-satisfaction grows upon the confirmation of the fact that I love pointing out other people's mistakes and trying to fix them.



2. I've been taking four classes at the gym (see post below for details on the demoralization process).



3. Got those glasses that the saleslady said make my face look too flat. Fuck you, woman.
   
   
   
   (Also: dropped my webcam 2 times while taking the above photo.)



4. Dropped my webcam 3 times in rapid succession, and now everything looks like this, in color and form:
   
   
   
   (Am graciously accepting any donations of old webcams.)
   



5. On the F train one morning, I met this fine young gentleman in argyle socks (my one fatal weakness).



6. Came up with the term "Cunt-butter." Have been giggling to self ever since.



7. Went out to MORIMOTO, Iron Chef Japan Morimoto's brand-new restaurant in Chelsea with MoyBoy, who is now my new best friend.
   The 10 courses of food were unimaginably incredible -- indescribable, really -- and when Morimoto came up to us and said crazy shit to us in Japanese, I nearly fainted from hyperventilation.



8. Fun with panda mask:
   
   My dear friend and kind benefactor, Steve, gave me a panda mask for Christmas that I love dearly. Though the phrase "panda mask" should ideally be met with cries of delight and laughter, it has lately frightened the poopy out of small children and makes grown men feel uncomfortable. Enjoy!
   
   
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     Just catching up on some calls...
   
   
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     ... As does Ed, who looks incredibly and deliciously creepy while doing so.
   
   
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     By the way, I turned 21 at some point.
     Consequently, my popularity amongst old, horny, white men plummeted. I am no longer "barely legal."
   
   
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     I spent quality, awkward time with amazing and handsome comedian Todd Levin at a show.
     All the while during this photo, he was saying quietly about the mask, "My god, I hate it, I hate it so much."
     
     Moments later, he gave me a package of 16 slices of American cheese, which my pig-like roommates promptly stuffed into their awful, pig mouths upon refrigerator insertion.
   
   
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     Steve, the kind benefactor, cannot resist the mask, despite claims of hating it and rueing the day of its purchase. Tracy, behind, is the new best friend of mine that I never see.
   
   
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     I entertain few and creep out many.
     It is pointed out that my left boob is "off the hook" in this photo.
     
   
   
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     Will, apparently a member of the Bloods (not the Crips, a common misconception), cannot resist, either. The mask is too alluring.



9. Have been trying to be a better friend, but unavoidably have been neglecting people (Sorry Luc. Sorry Jeff). I fail at life.



10. I suffer silently as one of my professors for whom I do massive amounts of work fails to acknowledge my presence. I fucking hate him, and I hate life. I, again, fail at life.
    Edit: Success! He knows my name. But I still fail at life.



11. And finally, my latest endeavor I am most excited about:
    
    
    
    
    
    Rivers, you coy little son of a bitch, I know you're out there. Call me. I'll be sitting here waiting by my telephone...
    

Dear, Sweet Jesus.