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18 April 2001
so after another day of cold shoulders, sarah.m and i are on better terms. i think she realized that staying mad at me wasn't getting anywhere and i told her that if i ever did anything that upset her again to just remember what garth says on our answering machine: "bean's a nerdy bitch."
stephany left studio early to go watch felicity. it was the resolution to the cliff-hanger from last december, which i actually saw. i was tempted to go home and watch it. (i know, and you made fun of me when i used to talk about watching buffy.) but i stayed in studio to work.
meryl asked if i had heard about the aia scholarship. she was the only other risd student to apply. i told her that i had gotten a rejection letter. she got $1500. and was under the impression that they awarded scholarships to pretty much anyone who applied. i was going to just forget the whole thing, but hearing that i might have to call the and push the issue. i think i was certainly a qualified candidate.
on my way home (around two) i stopped to talk to some stray cats. that made me feel better.