i'm updating because lia told me to. and maybe if i write, she will so i'll have something new to read when i come back from boston.

i'm going to boston for the weekend, by the way. i know, it's fabulous and you're all jealous of me. it's nothing special, though, actually it'll probably turn out to be pretty boring. my genius brother is going to spend the nite [at a frat!] at MIT and then he has an open house at northeastern the next day. it was just supposed to be him and my dad, but when i caught wind that they were heading up to my favorite city [besides philly!], i had to go. and then mom jumped on the bandwagon.

and now, it's going to be a fabulous weekend with the donner party.

just kidding.

maybe i'll go shopping. like i did today. i have to laugh at myself at this point, because i remember setting some personal goals a few weeks ago - which is in and of itself pretty laughable - and one of them was to not spend more than $150 a month. excluding cigarettes. i think i've spent a good part of the year so far if i was going to actually follow that.

and christmas is coming up. shit. i have more friends now to buy presents for. double shit.

speaking of double shit, i re-bought bridget jones's diary last nite [because i lost it] when i preordered finding nemo. i won't get it until november 5th or so, because in order to get free shipping at barnes and noble, i had to ship everything together. but i can wait. i've gone an entire 3 months bridget-less, i think i can last another 2 weeks or so.

my dad is pissing me off. he needs to go jump off a cliff. or not. maybe he should just lock himself up in the HVAC closet until i can stomach him again. i'll slip him some of the nasty diet food my mom has hanging around the house every now and then. promise.

i love my dad. i do. i don't have to like him, though.

well, lia, there ya go. can't think of anything else to write about. it's your turn, sucka...

nite everyone.