Got to get into it,

I spent virtually all of Monday in Little Havana getting the glass fixed from last week’s misadventure. Sedano’s, Botanicas, Taco Bell, La Mia, you know how I do.

I don’t know why I look like that… I’ve gained too much weight.

Dropped my WWI history class – I only have two history classes left before the major is done and I don’t want to waste one of those in a lecture course. 500-level history courses should be seminars with intensive research projects… the WWI class was like a 200-level class where the teacher just talked at us. So it had to go.

I spent more time in the archives working on my Trinidad paper… I had to reformat my computer (windows wouldn’t launch anymore) so I lost a good deal of it. All of the stuff for the novel is on paper… so hah.

Did a lot of Club hopping this week… Azucar, Oz, with Joseph on Thursday (we are a horrible little pair). Friday I saw “Tamara” by myself (literally, there was no one else in the theater) then went partying/had misadventures downtown with JHR…I’m going to get stabbed someday. Saturday night Alex and I got stuck downtown in the Music Conference/Ultra Music Festival madness and then when we finally got to Soho Lounge/The Kitchen we pissed of the doormen. Heh. It’s not our fault the music sucked. We finally decided to go clubbing in Aventura instead… good times and a new club to hit up on Saturdays.

Definitely cut down on the Taco Bell and soda this week. Replaced it with carbonated water, and unsweeted iced tea, and espressos. Holler. A nice contributor to the anti-Taco Bell kick was the food poisoning from a shady China Buffet. Unholler.