Sunday, Nov. 03, 2002 - 12:55 A.M.
I had class today and it was loooooooooooooooong and tedious.
Lee is in Leeds for the evening where he promised me he'd slip down some side streets. We didn't get to talk enough tonight.
I'm typing with one hand 'cause I'm smoking a cigarettte.
I was sad earlier because I was supposed to hang with Rima who is up from DC, but for reasons beyong my control, I couldn't.
Nancy called and she and Adam and I went out and Nan paid for my $13 in drinks as "a very (almost a year) belated birthday present".
I spoke to Ali tonight as well as Simon. I'm so very happy that I already have friends in England. It's weird but when Ali was here, she and I got along very well. I've been missing female friends lately (my best ones live in LA and Pittsbugh) and I'm psyched to know Ali and Clair. I'm very much looking forward to our glittery, girly nights out.
I'm wearing red fleece pajamas that have embroidered snowflakes on them.
I'm filled with nervous excitement.
I was thinking earlier about how much I really want kids.
I want to marry you in blue velvet drunkeness.
I'm hungry.
There's a movie on Skinemax called "Erotic Confessions"
Speaking of which, here's one for you, I first came at the age of 13 with the aid of a hot tub jet stream.
I miss my college days. I miss drinking myself into oblivion and gossiping about boys and shopping.
I want to be remembered; I want to be famous.
I have a half-sister who lives in Switzerland. I've never met her. I would like to someday. I think I'll tell Lee tomorrow that we're going to meet her this year.
I have a friend from college named Jen. I've been neglecting her lately and I'm sorry. Jen, I know you read this and I want you to know that I love you. I got your email and will respond tomorrow. You are and will remain one of my best friends. I miss you and I'm sorry I'm crap at email. I'll call you / write tomorrow.
My roommate just came home, she's drunk and funny. I'm going to go have a smoke with her and then crash.
Hasta Luego.
~ E to the NVB!
Erica Nicole Veronica B.
