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My Unitarian Jihad Name is: Sister Cutlass of Loving Kindness.
Get yours.
so, i got a job working at the j. wax factory in town, thanks to my friend micah. he told me about it, and whatnot. i'm starting on thursday, and i'll be working second shift. having a steady cash flow will be nice. of course, what'll be even nicer is being done w/ finals. my first final was to make a vest for costumecraft. it's late. the class i was getting an 'a' in will now probably be a 'c'. i was so stressed about it this morning, i felt like throwing up. i felt like fucking some shit up. i felt like breaking my machine and ripping the cloth to shreds before depositing it on my teacher's desk. it being late was mostly my fault, but that didn't make it any easier to deal w/.
however, on the bright side of today, i sold a bunch of books to the bookstore (most of which, i didn't pay for) , and i got cashed out pretty good, so much so that i decided to have a sushi dinner w/ tall paul. it was great. we got really lost, and shouted "crackhead" at pedestrians. i like that guy.
dear danny,
lets hang out very soon.
love, tim
so, i'm thinking cookout bday partay. y'all up for it?
this summer is going to be so sweet.