occasionally i do go out and do things, mother. back at berkeley there's an african film festival. i saw this hilarious movie-- think judge judy, black, in africa, wearing a false, g. washington-esque wig (wait, isn't there a black woman judge on tv nowadays? i just cannot keep up...)
on another note, i'm becoming precariously californian-loving. is there something about coming 'home' to something that makes one appreciate it more? there's the mountains... the snowboarding... the beach... wine country... the bay... oh, and the traffic, that i'm going to have to drive through everyday if anyone in this friggin' state EVER decides to hire me. ;(
once again, the SEEF fund is up-and-a-runnin'...
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