g-cracka in da house, all nite long

i thought about writing this in comic sans because i know that would make lisa cringe. it would also make me cringe. i don't have that option, so i guess it's for the best.

lisa has just informed me that samanthagraham.blogspot.com or whatev belongs to a sassy latina who writes in spanish. she lives in san francisco and writes in spanish. fine, maybe i don't speak spanish, let alone write it, but i can't help but feel that my identity has been stolen. how strange.

so it's 5:27am. i've seen 5:27am too many times in the past couple of weeks. insomnia is sort of a funny thing. i've been distracting myself with a number of things, including but not limited to: coloring in a hello kitty coloring book. i drew a self portrait in the coloring book tonight. i used a pink marker to color my usually thin lips, but it bled and so my lips look puffy like goldie hawn's. or melanie griffith's. yadadimean? my lips are really a little puffy right now because i am not yet used to new york's cold, cold winter and my lips are chapped and itchy and paying dearly. wordog (that's like word and dog combined).

the best thing ever happened to me tonight: my dad sang "down for whatever" by ice cube to me over the phone. he didn't sing along to music or anything. just the lyrics. his voice was pure and his message was strong. my soul has been touched.

also, i have a lot of papers to do. when i tried to watch woman in the dunes tonight, i fell asleep 

after about only two minutes. great. i'm convinced that i have been plagued by narcolepsy. it is both a bizarre and burdensome affliction. for real.

one interesting and important thing that is going on in my life is that i will soon be attending a one-woman show starring none other than mara wilson. fuck yes. now this is the reason that i gladly fork over like $55,000 a year to nyu...so i can witness mara with my own eyes. this will be blissful. the name of the play and the facebook event that is dedicated to it is called: "weren't you that girl...?" and mara wilson pretty much filled in all the event info and it was pretty fuckin funny. god am i grateful that i go to nyu. and no, that's not sarcasm. now i'm laughing because lisa said something funny about sarcasm earlier in the week. now i look like i a doufus (i know that's not how you spell it, but it's more aesthetically pleasing this way). now i'm laughing again because lisa just sneered at me and said "stop laughing at yourself." if only it were that simple. but now, back to mara. anyway, she even wrote on the wall for the event in response to someone else's comment. how amusing, i thought to myself. what a funny girl. i also can't believe that i have composed this entire paragraph without mentioning how unfortunate looking she is. puberty and age have not been good to poor mara; hence, i will show my support at her show. can't wait. i've heard from friends and other people who have seen her that she is a mondo bitch. i wonder if she will inadvertently...or even intentionally...convey this in her show. one can only hope. thank god for mara wilson.

peace out.

xoxo,

SAM