the guy at sgt. pepper's just called me baby when i returned our keg

Oct 19, 2005 18:31

Multiple phone calls/livejournal postings from concerned friends later, I find it necessary to announce: Mark and I are not breaking up!

There was never any [real] intention to do so...just finite declarations of ways in which I could make my life a helluva lot easier. Eliminating personal relationships would be one of them...though I suppose my life would be much more bland if I were to do so. Where else in my life would I receive that nice republican, I'm-just-as-crazily-practical-as-I-am-crazy-in-bed balance?

Asking parents for money is always so humbling and guilt-ridden. Argh. Economic independence, why do you elude me so?

Tonight, although I want to go swing dancing with Adam (and not just to see cute swing-dancing Ben, contrary to popular belief) I think it's time to settle down for some hard core GRE studying. And by that I mean I'm about to take a super hot shower, brew a delicious pot of fair trade coffee, and sit in my living room for six hours plus. If you want a nice quiet place to study, give me a ring.
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