well, susan, perhaps we can all have a catfight for him. and then cry, dramatically.
i stood you up not at all, blame alex (you already did, yay!)
i've got six words for you all regarding the oscars: from justin to kelly got robbed.
adrian, i'm not even going to pretend to follow your star trek prattle, but on the science fiction front, can we all just sit back and reminisce about how freaking great the martian chronicles was? like, hello, sixth grade, read that book about three thousand times. and it's still good. holds up much better than, say, anne of green gables.
i'm influencing voters! next thing you know i'll be a pundit!

onwards and upwards (geographically, of course): friday i took the train to nyc and was met by the still dashingly evil olga kamensky at penn station. we reunited gushingly in front of (no joke) a performing gospel choir in full robes. we walked in circles avoiding times square and got tea (of course!), then we met jacob at a korean restaurant, thus proving that everything involving tasp does indeed relate to korean pride in some way or another, sigh. olga convinced me to eat raw meat (a sort of korean steak tartare) which actually was surprisingly good, and neither one of us vomited uncontrollably at all afterwards. we got to read olga's dirty poems and we heard all about deep springs and jacob and olga gossiped about their mutual acquaintances. after that we went to this very weird deserted bakery run by a german man wearing a fancy chef's hat and an incredible beard-mustache combination that made his upper lip look like it was about to take flight on two slightly dirty cotton candy wings. dessert was good but not as good as the facial hair would have led us to believe. then we went to go try to go to a hookah bar but we couldn't find it and me and jacob were too hopelessly unhip for the neighborhood anyway so we went to a crappy bookstore and then got bubble tea at an unbearably hot place with lava lamps. there was a vietnamese drag queen there with really nice pants. we parted ways soon after that and i got to meet olga's very nice parents and sleep on her very nice floor.

hmm. that was a poor recounting of a very lovely night. jacob or olga, care to help me out?
kelsey college watch: i found out this morning (through a very odd and roundabout way, and over the telephone, and i'm not really supposed to know officially) that i got into plan ii. the booty dancing was not quite as vigorous this time around, not because i'm any less excited but rather because i am a seasoned veteran of the college admissions process now (what a week.) it's crazy how things shake out - here i am, it's the beginning of march, and i've already been accepted into two colleges that i'm absolutely in love with. (okay, maybe not crazy for you uber-geniuses, but i'm pretty surprised.) anyway, so yeah, that's it. now i just have to decide (yikes.)

happy purim-eve! (best holiday ever)

posted by Kelsey   [7:28 PM]

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