I cannot stop listening to PFR's "Great Lengths".
Rorie Kelly
Friday, August 5th ~ 7-8:30 pm ~ Main Street (Northport)
Go with me. Please? It will be good times. You will like her. Unless you don't like girls with guitars, but if that's the case then you're lame, and I don't want to go with you anyway.
I am thinking about cleaning my room. One might even go so far as to say I am contemplating it. I have intentions.
With Danny in Buffalo the only time I venture out into public is when I go to the library. I've been going to the library nearly every day. Yesterday I took out a stack of magazines and baby name books. Everyone enjoys baby name books.
The TMJ on the right side of my jaw hurts, like, a lot. I stupidly ate an apple and I had to take mouse-sized bites so as not to cry out in agony. You could argue that I could've just sliced the apple up, but I feel that would be a waste of a perfectly good knife and plate. The sink is already full of dishes.
I am not contemplating washing the dishes.
I saw my new physician today. She's super nice. I got a lot of blood work done, including an HIV test. According to my new doctor, I am 154 lbs and 5'5.25". I've lost something like 30 lbs in the past year (by eating lots of ice cream), and grown 3/4 of an inch.
I'm not sure if I've mentioned this before, but I've got an engagement ring; really, it's pretty spectacular.
In a perverse way, I miss working at the library. I've discussed this with Heather and I think Caitlyn too. Former employees' love for the library skyrockets when an employee ceases to work at the library. We're all destined to end up working in a library; Heather, Caitlyn, Darla, Jordan, myself. I think the other pages who have been there for years, like Christina, Wahida, and Rachel, are safe though.
I am so not cleaning my room anytime soon.
My TV-watching time has been cut down to less than 2 hours a day. With the amount of free time I have (roughly 150 hours a week, not counting sleep), I find this impressive. Instead I've been reading a lot. I told Danny I would read Tender Is The Night with him, but the sense of obligation cancels out any desire.
I <3 wife-beaters and no bras.
Friday, August 5th ~ 7-8:30 pm ~ Main Street (Northport)
Go with me. Please? It will be good times. You will like her. Unless you don't like girls with guitars, but if that's the case then you're lame, and I don't want to go with you anyway.
I am thinking about cleaning my room. One might even go so far as to say I am contemplating it. I have intentions.
With Danny in Buffalo the only time I venture out into public is when I go to the library. I've been going to the library nearly every day. Yesterday I took out a stack of magazines and baby name books. Everyone enjoys baby name books.
The TMJ on the right side of my jaw hurts, like, a lot. I stupidly ate an apple and I had to take mouse-sized bites so as not to cry out in agony. You could argue that I could've just sliced the apple up, but I feel that would be a waste of a perfectly good knife and plate. The sink is already full of dishes.
I am not contemplating washing the dishes.
I saw my new physician today. She's super nice. I got a lot of blood work done, including an HIV test. According to my new doctor, I am 154 lbs and 5'5.25". I've lost something like 30 lbs in the past year (by eating lots of ice cream), and grown 3/4 of an inch.
I'm not sure if I've mentioned this before, but I've got an engagement ring; really, it's pretty spectacular.
In a perverse way, I miss working at the library. I've discussed this with Heather and I think Caitlyn too. Former employees' love for the library skyrockets when an employee ceases to work at the library. We're all destined to end up working in a library; Heather, Caitlyn, Darla, Jordan, myself. I think the other pages who have been there for years, like Christina, Wahida, and Rachel, are safe though.
I am so not cleaning my room anytime soon.
My TV-watching time has been cut down to less than 2 hours a day. With the amount of free time I have (roughly 150 hours a week, not counting sleep), I find this impressive. Instead I've been reading a lot. I told Danny I would read Tender Is The Night with him, but the sense of obligation cancels out any desire.
I <3 wife-beaters and no bras.