I've been sleeping most of my last days at Whittier away and lovin' it... But it's getting a bit more sweltering, and sleeping is a sweaty business when you're air-conditioning-less. But I know when I get back to Sac, it's gonna be even *hotter*...

Did I mention yet? I'm ready to be home. I dove into doing all this stuff this semester, and did a good job of pushing it back down, but the homesickness is back in full force and I'm a girl with a plan...

See, I'm planning on doing all this stuff, right? Getting out and into Sacramento culture, so I can soak it all up before I come back down here. Andy needs to get faaaabulous!

And me and Laura got awful fabulous last night. We weren't even doing anything... We drove out to find something to eat, and it seems like everyone had turned off their icecream machines, but we still moving around to the beat and generally acting like we were drunk. It was *awesome*. ;D

Oh, and then I had my AICH2 final today... At 8. A.M. It went a lot better than I was dreading (I mean, I don't think by 'moderate essay' they meant a big 10 page thing, in one of those little blue books, but anywho...) and I think I'll be studying for the other two tonight.

I can't wait to get back home, though. I'm already gone mentally. I'll be sure to keep y'all up to date on everything I'll be doing. In the meantime, I'm counting down the 72 hours until I am *back*, baby, BACK. 

So, even if you miss tonight's show, hey, you can still hear what I sound like, and even see this time! I now present you my first video in well over a year; thanks to my Lesbian husband for directing and editing, and Amy, my beloved purple dildo (obviously NOT safe for work, but soooo worth it!):

audacian sums up the internet:

"I think if one tries to visual the internet, it would look like an infintely sized room with thousands of people yelling over each other. There'd be weird people dressed in bear suits dancing and chanting around an open flame, pregnant women making a bonfire made out of disposable diapers and breastfeeding two babies at a time, and kids in tight pants and thick framed glasses debating the finer points of libertarianism."

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Oh, and if you're not reading jeremytblack's blog yet, this is my reminder to y'all of how awesome he is. *winknudge*

Okay, so maybe it's not an insane asylum, but that just sounds cool, and I keep on getting a definite "Girl, Interrupted" vibe from this place (Wanberg); for one thing, the place is made of brick, and some of the white paint is peeling, so you can see the ugly orange underneath. And you feel a little trapped with the dead-endedness of the place: it's one straight hall, and only one pair of stairwells in the middle, so especially on the second and third floors, you feel a lack of escape... (Though, I do wanna get up on one of those fire-escapes...)

Anywho, Wanberg is just ghetto. Some parts of it are nice to alright, and others... erm. The lounges are comfy enough, but the rooms themselves are kinda creepy (they actually have BRICK in there, too; though it's a little out-weighed by the plaster-sides, it still gives the feel of a prison); the stairwells are pretty ghetto.

But where I'm at now, in the basement, with Laura the Lesbian Queen (newest addition to the Pantheon), it's kinda a mix. There's a ton of beds down there, the room's pretty big; the only real ghetto part about it is a few questionable mattresses and a small room on the other side with lots of wires.

Actually, I'm having a lot of fun. There are boring bits here and there, but Laura makes it funner. ^_~ (More on that in my next post, swearsit!)

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So, for those of you paying attention, the Pantheon stands thusly:
1. The Virgin Mary--the Holy Mother
2. Aimee Mann--my Mann
3. Roxanna Summers--the Surrogate Mother
4. Eve Imagine--the Punk Goddess
5. Laura--the Lesbian Queen
6. Sarah Durkee--Old Friends Die Hard
7. Caterina--the Gothic Princess
8. Kash--the Ghetto Princess

And guest inductee jeremytblack. Not a girl, but love ya enough to let you at least penetrate the inner sanctum. ;P