i'm writing this from jolly's new room in willets. marc is stretched out on the bed, jeff is sitting awkwardly in laura's, jolly's new roommate, shark chair. jolly's drunk (holding up a glass full of something frothy and magenta: "it's orange juuuuuuice! it's orange juuuuuuuuuice!" and then, to jeff, who's itching to leave, "wait! i'm coming w/ you, i'm just bringing my drink ....") sorta like old times, sorta not at all.

the phoenix came out today, complete w/ my review of ghost world. i scanned it and was content to see that it was more or less untouched. i had been nervous -- suzanne wu, my new editor, is one of the intimidating cool folk, who always seem, however casually they talk to you, like they could at any moment get a glint in their eye and go for your throat in some devastating, brilliant way from which you'll never recover.
but -- all is well. ... so far ...
apparently we're having morgan over at the barn for dinner tonite. after, or after my phoenix meeting thereafter (or should i do spike?), i'm seeing stefanie, who's sweet and who i haven't seen much of yet. mariah and i had plans to meet but she never showed. the only bad thing about living off campus, besides the lack an internet connection, is that you don't randomly run into people. fewer chance encounters w/ intimidatingly cool folk = fewer chances of dying a brutal, cleverly executed death but also fewer adrenaline rushes. well, luckily, r. block is in the barn; she, if not i.c.f., requires particular attention in conversation.

ross is so cool. his entry made me laugh and laugh today in mccabe, the library, but as part of its charm exists b/c he feels relatively certain he's safe from the campus (no one knows it exists --> no one reads it --> he can be honest), i'm hesitant to do what my instinct is, i.e.: herd any and all readers over to his page right now. my advice is, find it for yourself -- it's incredibly easy and very worth it.
marc is ringing jolly's cowbell to get my attention so i'll go now. here begins Weekend I ....