Another meme.
Nov. 21st, 2003 02:06 amLasts:
last cigarette: Whenever I went on my last writer-delusion angstfest.
last kiss: JC's birthday, a boy with pretty tattoos, nice arms, and not much else going for him at Coliseum.
last cry: No fewer than three times during Revolutions, because I'm a big, big girl.
last movie seen in a theatre: The Matrix Revolutions
last book read: I'm working on Tourist Season right now.
last cuss word uttered: More than likely fuck.
last beverage drank: Water. Oh, a real beverage? The Hare Krishnas serve some kind of fruit drink with lunch.
last food consumed: Ginger snaps.
last phone call: My mom. (Cue the aaaws.)
last time showered: Yesterday night, because I rolled out of bed fifteen minutes late to class this morning.
last shoes worn: My brown heeled loafers.
last cd played: Britney Spears - In the Zone
last item bought: I paid for film development, but that doesn't really count. Hare Krishna lunch in the Plaza.
last thing written: A my-life-lived-by-Lance stream of consciousness missive.
last key used: The key to my dorm room.
last word spoken: "fantastic"
last sleep: Last night, three whole hours.
last sexual fantasy: Involved JC, pornstache and all.
last ice cream eaten: Free Coldstone in Turlington Plaza! Cake batter ice cream. A bit too rich, but good.
last time wanting to die: The night of Justin's SNL stint when I got one of my twice a year three-hour stomach bugs.
last lipstick: I've been a Chapstick-only girl for a while now.
last dancing: To the Me Against the Music remix in the journalism teaching assistants' office.
last show attended: Stage? Cabaret. Musical performance? Justin.
Aaand it's bedtime.
Schiz tomorrow! Joey on Saturday! Disney pools in between! Whee!
last cigarette: Whenever I went on my last writer-delusion angstfest.
last kiss: JC's birthday, a boy with pretty tattoos, nice arms, and not much else going for him at Coliseum.
last cry: No fewer than three times during Revolutions, because I'm a big, big girl.
last movie seen in a theatre: The Matrix Revolutions
last book read: I'm working on Tourist Season right now.
last cuss word uttered: More than likely fuck.
last beverage drank: Water. Oh, a real beverage? The Hare Krishnas serve some kind of fruit drink with lunch.
last food consumed: Ginger snaps.
last phone call: My mom. (Cue the aaaws.)
last time showered: Yesterday night, because I rolled out of bed fifteen minutes late to class this morning.
last shoes worn: My brown heeled loafers.
last cd played: Britney Spears - In the Zone
last item bought: I paid for film development, but that doesn't really count. Hare Krishna lunch in the Plaza.
last thing written: A my-life-lived-by-Lance stream of consciousness missive.
last key used: The key to my dorm room.
last word spoken: "fantastic"
last sleep: Last night, three whole hours.
last sexual fantasy: Involved JC, pornstache and all.
last ice cream eaten: Free Coldstone in Turlington Plaza! Cake batter ice cream. A bit too rich, but good.
last time wanting to die: The night of Justin's SNL stint when I got one of my twice a year three-hour stomach bugs.
last lipstick: I've been a Chapstick-only girl for a while now.
last dancing: To the Me Against the Music remix in the journalism teaching assistants' office.
last show attended: Stage? Cabaret. Musical performance? Justin.
Aaand it's bedtime.
Schiz tomorrow! Joey on Saturday! Disney pools in between! Whee!