hey love,

hope georgia's being good to you and that your toes are warm despite the early winter chill. miranda and i just went cold weather shopping, so we're now sittin' pretty AND stylish here. winamp's on 'shuffle' and it seems that the christmas music ended up in just the right slots because every third song or so has been a delightful little reminder that yes, the holidays are indeed approaching. have i mentioned that i live for this time of year? whatever triviality-fueled doom&gloom cloud i've been under has lifted and the world is again beautiful, full of opportunity and life. even the lack of quality speciments of the heterosexual male persuasion doesn't bother me... well, as much as it did a few days ago, anyway. besides, i'm -thisclose- to finally choosing classes for next semester, and with all the cool stuff i'll be busy learning, it'll be even less of a concern. besides, there's always smut and good coffee, so really, we're ending up on the much more intellectually-facilitating, safer, less frustrating and time-consuming end of things. thought that one-night stand idea only gets better & better to my ears.
haven't heard back from mason. and while we're there, i haven't heard so much as a syllable from kevin. hm. i'm disappointed to the extent that i always walk away from my conversations with the latter with something to think about, some new goal to strive for, some new approach, some new facet of reality, myself, or mankind pointed out to me to pursue. that's what this place lacks (ironically enough) - existential stimulation.
hm. maybe i need to go out and get laid more desperately than previously thought. i'm laughing at my own damn self here - "existential stimulation." i really am a riot. off to calc before someone proposes me with a performance contract.
love always,
-jules