Am so exhausted! By Wednesday had already put in my 40 hours and it will be sheer luck if have not alienated all loved ones by the time week is up.
Went to Finally Complete Band practice again last night and finally met new lead singer. V. cute. Do so love going to band practice as am only girl in middle of hyped up, super charged, super talented men who incidentally, like to flirt. As only girl, role consists of sitting cross-legged on chair in v. cold practice space, winking at said musicians and saying things like, "I think track four should come after the ballad." To which will get response, "Listen to the girl, A. Someone's paying attention." Indeed. Am always paying attention.
Am wearing slightly-too small jeans today, and are not too small in the least. Amazing invention, crash dieting. Ok, realize is not smart, but well, don't care. Is of some satisfaction when R, friend of Concerned Roommate says that fish has the perfect figure (obviously not a boob girl) or when J says my ass is a 'distraction.' Don't mind being a distraction! But am having M&Ms this afternoon. Try to stop me.