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This is an I-hate-my-Life evening. I tried to take the bus to Cullen's on Friday afternoon, but I missed my connection, and then got on one going either the wrong direction or a very roundabout one. I got off and called Cullen to tell him I was going to be late, and he picked me up. I spent the rest of the afternoon watching Gwwen play WOW, being destroyed at Halo 2 (Just beacuse I have a 64 and don't devote half of my waking hours to gaming...), losing ath Taboo, adn bickering with Alex, or complain about him bickering with Gwen. THe only good thing I did was make caramelt popcorn. Cullen droe me home to embark on an icky 3 hour trip (it was bumper-to-bumper traffic) to my cabin). When I was up there it was all right. I read a mystery (hated the ending), made a list of the things my friends from my school and I do together and realize that I never win at anything competitive, and workled on a story. I don't think other people'd like it all that much; I'm mostly writing it for my own amusement.
I'm back in MPLS nopw. I had to emila Cullen and Gwen and tell them that we couldn't go on our "road trip" on Thursday like we had been planning, becuase I'm still going to be still gone. I hope they're not too mad. If the boys weren't busy with fanatical soccer practice, we could go almost any time, but of cousre it's me that ends up screwing up the schedule. Of course. Well, on the bright side, I'll be out of town camping when they get my message, so they'll have awhile to get less annoyed about it.
Let's see, other gripes:
Lorien called and left a message with my dad. I'm supposed to call him, but I'm pretending I don't have time.
AND: My dad broke a string on my bass!!!!!!! Less than 24 hours after I had gotten it!!!! Aagh!
OKay, I'm done now.
I'm back in MPLS nopw. I had to emila Cullen and Gwen and tell them that we couldn't go on our "road trip" on Thursday like we had been planning, becuase I'm still going to be still gone. I hope they're not too mad. If the boys weren't busy with fanatical soccer practice, we could go almost any time, but of cousre it's me that ends up screwing up the schedule. Of course. Well, on the bright side, I'll be out of town camping when they get my message, so they'll have awhile to get less annoyed about it.
Let's see, other gripes:
Lorien called and left a message with my dad. I'm supposed to call him, but I'm pretending I don't have time.
AND: My dad broke a string on my bass!!!!!!! Less than 24 hours after I had gotten it!!!! Aagh!
OKay, I'm done now.