I completely blame my desire for this dress on
nova25 - it's anthropologie. I know better than to look at their clothes. And I choose the most expensive sundress to fall in love with. It's Von Trappish! My life is lived in pursuit of dressing like the Von Trapps. Ask my mother.
I finished the Stalin/Hitler book, such as it is. Did I learn much beside what I have already regaled you with? Not so much.
Today I received my preregistration for voting thinger in the mail.
The name read: Madeline ____ova.
Which is entirely NOT the ending of my name. It's totally ____oya. Not -ova. Because an -ova last name would make me Russian, and while that would be completely welcome and VERY awesome, it's not my last name. So I had to call the people and leave them a message to stop being jerk-offs and actually READ MY GODDAMN PAPER.
And I'm going to bed in five minutes. Because I have to. Because tomorrow I have to go to bed around ELEVEN because I have to wake up the next morning at, like, SIX because LIFE SUCKS and school is starting AGAIN.
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Date: 2005-08-07 06:13 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-08-07 09:24 am (UTC)my mom met maria vontrapp in the 70's.
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Date: 2005-08-07 02:01 pm (UTC)And dude, it would be so cool if you last name was __ova. 'Cause for some reason that just sounds all pretty and stuff.
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Date: 2005-08-07 04:49 pm (UTC)Voting always has some annoying hitch. I got to the polling station and discvered someone had already voted under my name once. :p