i'm getting sick of the advice people keep giving me. random tidbits, mostly things i already know. i know they're trying to be helpful, but at this point, three weeks away, it's not helping. it's making me anxious. i bought three bathing suits at macy's, and a fashion show for mom and trev will determine which is best (i can't decide). bathing suits are too damn expensive--$50 for basically a pair of panties. grrrr.
back to my prepping oral report on tomie depaola. that man is a wonderful writer, wonderful.
someone is supposed to be coming over to look at my apt for subletting, and he's late. i wonder what will happen with the rent.