coatless and loving it

hello, spring. my name is jackie. it's been so long, perhaps you don't remember me.

easter yesterday was a disaster. my mother was in rare form, and, long story short, i gave her a passionate "fuck you" on the way out the door. in front of my grandmother. it wasn't the classiest retort i could think of, but at least i got my point across. at the age of 24, i am still looking into being adopted. if you are a nice, normal woman willing to spend quality time with a young woman, maybe take her shoe shopping and make pies for her from time to time, please consider calling me.

at least saturday was pleasant enough. my superstar carole was in town, and we hit some lincoln park bars with chris' sister. i think a good time was had by all, despite all of the drunken boys in their orange illini gear. why does team spirit disgust me so much? why do i get aggravated by sports nuts? why are sports nuts not acceptable, but beer nuts and pine nuts are so... good?

i'm not in the mood for much of anything today, even though the weather is like southern florida... minus about twenty degrees, but still. i'll take what i can get.