today:

my SKIRT arrived!!!

i dumped orange juice in my lap (not while wearing the skirt, thank goodness) - at work - and then got to sit there and debate whether i should walk home wet (a short, but very public thanks to the gorgeous weather, jaunt) or dry. i chose to dry before changing.

i managed to give myself horrendous, RAW blisters. today i wore about six (not kidding) different outfits. who IS this girl? and why is she wearing so many skirts? two different skirts in one day? oi!

i got FREE chinese food dinner, courtesy of sarah lawrence (it was a good-bye Right to Write thing . . . which i don't wanna post/think about cause i'll just cry. my, how felons can grow on you . . . ).

i gave a tour (wearing the hurty blister-causing shoes) to a transfer who seemed really cool and had his girlfriend along with him, which made it REALLY AWKWARD when i tried to explain the gender ratio, because he didn't come out and SAY she was his girlfriend, so i couldn't come out and SAY "the ratio won't affect you unless you're in an open relationship which is none of my business but just be prepared to FIGHT WOMEN OFF WITH STICKS because you are reasonably normal looking and you talk real good and don't seem like you consume copious amounts of beer/pot, even if you DO have these weird sideburn thingies that take up half your cheek." which is, honestly, what i WANTED to say to him, in keeping with my Tour Guide Pledge of Accuracy.