It's all people who want to know what I was thinking, selling out like that.
How am I ever going to explain that I had nothing to do with it - that I didn't even know about it? Nobody is going to believe that. I mean, the proof is right there: I'm wearing the proof. There's photographic evidence of it.
My reputation is going down the drain, even as I sit here. Tomorrow morning, millions of subscribers to the New York Times are going to open their papers and be like, 'Oh, look, Princess Mia. Sold out already. Wonder how much she got paid? You wouldn't think she'd need the money, what with being royal and all.'
Finally I had to ask Lilly to please go home, because I'd developed such a headache. She tried to cure it with some shiatsu, which her parents frequently employ on their patients, but it didn't work. All that ended up happening was that I think she burst a blood vessel or something between my thumb and index finger, since it really hurts.
Now I am determined to start studying, even though it's Saturday night and everyone else my age is out having fun.
But haven't you heard? Princesses never get to have any fun.
Here is what I have to do:
• Algebra: review chapters 1-10
• English: term paper, 10 pages, double spaced, utilize appropriate margins; also, review chapters 1-7
• World Civ.: review chapters 1—12
• G & T: none
• French: revue chapitres Un—Neuf
• Biology: review chapters 1-12
• Write out instructions on how to care for Fat Louie.
• Christmas/Hanukkah shopping:
Mom - Bon Jovi maternity T
Dad - Book on anger management
Mr. G — Swiss Army knife
Lilly — blank videotapes
Tina Hakim Baba - copy of Emanuelle
Kenny - combination TV/VCR (I don't think this is too extravagant. And no, it's not guilt, either. He really wants one)
Grandmere - NOTHING!!!!!!
• Paint fingernails (maybe presence of foul-tasting polish will prevent biting them off)
• Break up with Kenny.
• Organize sock drawer.
I am going to start with the sock drawer because that is clearly the most important. You can't really concentrate on anything if your socks aren't right.
Then I will move on to Algebra because that is my worst subject, and also my first test. I am going to pass it if it is the last thing I do. NOTHING is going to distract me. Not this thing with Grandmere, not the fact that four of those seventeen e-mails are from Michael, not the fact that two are from Kenny, not the fact that I am leaving for Europe at the end of next week, not the fact that my mother and Mr. Gianini are in the next room watching Die Hard, my favourite Christmas movie, NOTHING.
I WILL PASS ALGEBRA THIS SEMESTER, and NOTHING IS GOING TO DISTRACT ME FROM STUDYING FOR THE FINAL!!!!!!!!!!!
Saturday, December 12, 9 p.m., the Loft
I just had to go out and see the part where Bruce Willis throws the explosives down the elevator shaft, but now I am back
to work.
Saturday, December 12, 9:30 p.m., the Loft
I was really curious about what Michael could possibly want, so I read his e-mails -just his. One was about the supplement (Lilly had told him, and he wanted to know if I was thinking of abdicating, ha ha) and the other three were jokes that I
suppose were meant to make me feel better. They weren't very funny but I laughed anyway.
I bet Judith Gershner doesn't laugh at Michael's jokes. She's too busy cloning things.
Saturday, December 12,10 p.m., the Loft
How to Care for Fat Louie While I am Away:
a.m.
In the morning, please fill Fat Louie's bowl with dry food. Even if there is already food in the bowl, he likes to have some
fresh served on top so he can feel like he is having breakfast like the rest of us.
In my bathroom is a blue plastic cup sitting by the bathtub. Please fill that every morning with water from the bathroom sink. You must use water from the bathroom sink because water from the kitchen sink isn't cold enough. And you have to put it
in the blue cup because that is the cup Fat Louie is used to drinking out of while I am brushing my teeth.
He has a bowl in the hallway outside my room. Rinse that out and fill it with water from the water filter pitcher in the refrigerator. It must be water from the water filter pitcher because even though New York tap is said to be contaminant-free, it is good for Louie to get at least some water that is definitely pure. Cats need to drink a lot of water to flush out their systems and prevent kidney and urinary tract infections, so always leave lots of water out, and not just by his food bowls but other places as well.
Do not confuse the bowl in the hall with the bowl by the Christmas tree. That bowl is there to discourage Louie from
drinking out of the tree holder. Too much tree resin could make him constipated.
In the morning, Fat Louie likes to sit on the window sill of my room and look at the pigeons on the fire escape. NEVER OPEN THIS WINDOW, but be sure the curtains are open so he can see out.
Also, sometimes he likes to look out the windows by the TV. If he cries while he is doing this, it means you should pet him.
p.m.
At dinnertime, give Fat Louie canned food. Fat Louie only likes three flavours, Chicken and Tuna Feast (Flaked),
Shrimp and Fish Feast (Flaked), and Ocean Fish Feast (Flaked). He won't eat anything with beef or pork.
He must have the contents of the can on a new CLEAN saucer or he won't eat. Also, he won't eat if the contents don't
retain their can-like shape on the plate, so don't chop up his food.