hot hot icky sticky sweaty heat. it's roughly about 50 million degrees out. and what do i do? i ride my bike for 2 (2!) hours downtown. in the icky sticky sweaty heat.

that just proves that wigglestick *can* be quite stupid.

but i did productive things. stopped at Rapid Eye Art Supply and bought a tube of structural paint and a set of different tips for the tube. and went to the library and got a card. even though mom has one, but we won't get into why i'm not gonna use hers. i got some books and two cds: joan jett "pure and simple" and melissa etheridge "yes i am"

oo, i'm such a gay girl.

structural paint is cool. it holds it's shape and doesn't flatten out when it dries. so you can make 3-D stuff.

despite the fact that i hate this weather (i much perfer cold weather), i had fun. there were all these people that were on break for lunch and crap. as i was zipping along main street (that's not it's name, but it *is* the main street downtown..) a song decided to pop into my head. and out of my mouth. loudly. "to riding your bike midday past the three piece suits, to fruits, to no absolutes. to absolute, to choice, to the village voice!.." i <3 RENT.

sigh. i have to go to my Humanities class tonight. i like the prof. she's cool and artsy. but about half of the people in the class are rude. the class also only has like 16 people in it.. it's smaller than my shakespeare class.

i guess i should also mention i'm a freshmen in college. and my major is anthropology with an emphesis in archaeology. i'm taking summer classes cuz i didn't take any in the fall semester. i was to busy sleeping and slacking off.

sleeping sounds good right now.

someone go to class for me?

.sleepy wigglestick.