the glove compartment isn't accurately named and everybody knows it.

the weekend has nearly come and gone already. sunday mornings are the worst, well i guess aside from the sunday early evening depression. the realization that it's back to work and school is one of the worst feelings ever.

i did some studying yesterday, and some knitting, i have one of the armwarmers done and am started on the other. they're burgandy- one of my fav. colors.

i ended up going to the closing at dv8 last night. it was a lot of fun. i am always skiddish about going into situations where i know few people, but it turned out great. i did talk to mostly people i knew already. one of the people who had a piece in the show used to work with n and i hadn't seen him in forever, like probably more than 5 years. he had his new baby daughter there, crazy. gabe was bartending so i talked to him and terry and mark and one of my former profs. husbands. oh and heather and ben and their friends were there; i assumed that they would be there but had been too scared to call them to see if they were coming- mainly due to the fear of calling and having heather say "amy who???" when she didn't know who i was on the phone. i ended up going to red star with them for a short while and then headed home. so it was all good and it felt nice to be out and not at my house for a change feeling guilty about not reading homework 24/7.

n's birthday is this week so i need to get cracking on figuring out something to give her... i am having the worst time figuring out what to give her. i am no good.