brighter note

if you read the last entry you know that i am feeling like:

1. a giant poophead
2. a turd
3. deadbeat
4. wart on the face of society
5. maggot

...and i could go on but i think that i'm the only one who reads this crap and i already know how i feel.

on a happier note, i just got this e-mail from the boy and here is an excerpt. (we were discussing his ideas for halloween costumes: i was thinking more along these lines.

you: red & white striped shirt, kerchief neck thing, beret, skirt, stockings, cigarette.

me: same thing without the skirt and stockings... sorry. i've got a little accordion too i could work out the chords to Vie en Rose... but that may be going to far.

it's not the best costume but it would be fairly easy and is really more of a vehicle for me to see you in that outfit.

feel a bit better which is also sad and not in line with my feminist self. hard to care when in an entirely different state than my boyfriend for almost three weeks.

and why haven't i heard about this accordion before??