P-I-T-T
I went to Pitt's basketball game tonight with my dad. I hadn't been to a game in many years (school spirit is not my forte) and it was my first time at the Petersen Events Center. That motherfucker cost $96 million. It's pretty nice. I didn't see too much of it since we got there late. It was a pretty good game but I have this tendency to let my mind wander when watching sports. I don't really have anything against sports themselves, I just don't really care about them all that much. Friends of my parents were there. Their daughter went to Yale, works on Wall St. and just applied for a Fulbright scholarship. They must think I'm retarded compared to her. Oh well, fuck 'em. Anyway, I thought about that for awhile. I also thought about the boyfriend and whether or not we'll get married. I think we will but probably not for a few more years yet. I'm feeling extra squishy about him today because we had an excellent night last night. 😉
We watched Singles last night which definitely rates as one of my all time favorite movies. But it made me a little depressed thinking about how I was such a teenager when I saw it and now, 11 years later Layne Staley is dead and I'm getting older. But the one comforting thing is that everyone else is getting older too. ha.
I'm a little annoyed because I have another paper due on Monday. It's a profile and I have no idea who I'm going to profile. I might just do Mama again. I think it might be easiest to just build on the piece that I already wrote about her for Pulp since I'm kind of in a pinch. I think she hates me, though. Oh well.
