-nailing down another job. i've got a good lead. now i just need to get the job.

-my hair growing out. i feel as if i've been dealing with FLH '06 rather well, considering i look like hell on earth. i have a personal makeup assistant to make my eyes look amazing, thus distracting from the ridiculous hair... which isn't so ridiculous in the ever-present ponytail....... except for these stupid-ass bangs. once the fuckers are long enough, i'm getting them fixed by someone who knows what they're doing. any suggestions of places to go? i've been warned away from almost every place i know of in duluth.

-my newly 21-year-old buddies coming up from the cities to visit my bar. (yeah -- my bar.) hi, guys. excited to get you drunk.

-march 12: the new season of "the sopranos" begins. it's been two years since the last new episode. two years of waiting to find out what the hell is going to happen to johnny sack and the brooklyn guys. two years of wondering if uncle junior is going to live to the end of the series, or even the season. two years of harboring grudges against my two favorite characters (silvio and christopher) for the unspeakable and horrific act they committed last season... those assholes. two years. i can't even handle it.

-spring break. although i most likely will be stuck in duluth, working my work and jobbing my jobs, it's rumored that Ghey will be here. that's always a good (and by "good" i mean "ridiculously drunk") time.

-root city band again. this time, i'll have a co-worker in tow. last time was sheer glory. i can't imagine it again.

-my birthday. duh. plans have been made. more will be revealed as time passes so you can jump in anywhere you'd like. you. yeah, you. hell, anyone. everyone.

-the radiators at pizza luce. assuming work will let me have three weekends off in a row (which i kind of doubt, but you never know... being a BD & all...), i'll be seeing the new orleans radiators with megan at the end of march. i don't really remember a lot of the last time i saw them... but i know i had a great time. (also, i'll be 21 this time around.)

-maybe hanging out with my friends sometime. i miss each and every one of you. from kristen to carissa, from buegler to chin, fat tony to renee, jason to dave... i haven't seen you theater bastards for ages... even my own fricking roommates. i promise, we'll hang out sometime in the next thirty days.


also, do i look like drew barrymore or alyson hannigan? i've been told that i look like both of these actresses while at the bar recently. (consider the source, but the drew barrymore one was sober.) i've gotten "....yeah, yeah, you do!"s and i've gotten "....what the fuck are you talking about?"s. vote now.

(ps: i promise not to doctor any more pictures to make me look as godawful as i did in the "fucking bangs" post i made. good eye, Ghey.)