alex, will you read me the george saunders piece in the new yorker?

chairman bush greets the droves of breen drones from special transport hovercraft:
the war machine continues, hail new world, god willing
middle territory, april 2006

"no."
"why not?"
"because i'm reading something else."
(a letter)
this is the type to stuff you have to put up with when you got friends with a *bad attitude*
!!
today i went shopping with my boyfriend. i bought a pair of jeans and some dope [drug dealer lingo] sneakers. shopping was lame, but at the end of the day i came across the best sneakers ever and now i won't have to go shopping for another year.
i tried to clean my house this morning, but it didn't work very well, especially becuase again, i have not done my laundry. good thing i bought another pair of pants [buys 4 more days]
today it got hot in ny after it rained. i broke a sweat on the subway on the way home. crazy! i bet its going to be sweaty summer real soon.
unfortunately i have to work all weekend (perhaps for the rest of the summer. that will be lame but at least i can afford my new sneakers and some nice food from trader joes). working on the weekend shouldn't be that bad anyway- on saturdays i work with my boss and she is funny and buys us nice food like pizza from lombardi's.
i have to figure out something fun to do tonight, because my boyfriend is going to spamalot and i have ruled out drinking (moratorium in effect). does anybody have any suggestions for liesure (productive/fun activities that i have already done recently, and thus are ruled out: sewing, walking around town, watching tv shows/movies, cooking elaborate food, sleeping, scrabble. what the fuck else is there to do? reading? i just tried to get alex to read to me and she won't!
dear alex, please stop chain smoking!
love, elizabeth