i expected that party to just be proof of how completely and totally unpopular i am. but i think the extent of my unpopularity is still sort of vague.

though, no, wait. it's nice to know that i have friends that aren't totally retarded. it was a serious good time. just the right amount of people came (though there was room for one more person plus a cake!). there were no complications at all. except for that time that lindsay spilled salsa on the carpet.

besides that, our apartment looks nice now. i have a lamp. i've never ever had a lamp. this lamp is so awesome. my room looked horrible in the sterile, bright, breast light glow. now it is moody and fancy and sexy with the stylish brown lamp shade from target. it is perfect for not being in there ever and only showing the contents of the room from the outside. i mean, maybe it looks too good now. unapproachably good. god, it's so intimidating. i don't even know if i can sleep in there anymore.