what do you say when it's all gone away?

I woke up with a very sensitive spot my on head from when I kept banging it on various surfaces. Because I was being mercilessly tickled.
I really can't handle being tickled, I completely freak out and spaz; that's probably why people think it's so funny to tickle me. But it's actually torture, so I make these weird unattractive half laughing/half screaming noises. Oh and that reminds me: fairweather friends truly do piss me off like nothing else.


In other news, I need a digital camera.



Went to a College Democrats vs. College Republicans debate last night with my friend Drew (he was writing something on it for the WSN) and I must say it was immensely entertaining. The topics were social security and gay marriage, and I think the Republicans in general were shitty speakers: cocky, unorganized, stammering. Not to mention delusional. Some of the things said on gay marriage were thoroughly disturbing, especially when one guy somehow equated it to the marriage of two people with mental illnesses...but the best reparte was during the social security debate:

Democrat: In my world, not everyone takes time to invest in stocks...
Republican: Well, I live in the real world.
Another Dem: The real world extends outside of Stern!

But it was true, some of these Stern Republicans were the absolute worst.



Went to Zen, first time in many months.



Later tonight, wine and cheese indoor picnic with Jenny! We were supposed to have a picnic in central park at dusk but it's supposed to rain soon, so....poo.
And I desperately desperately need to do laundry.