surprisingly, my computer is faster than my father's-
today i did a damned good job of cleaning the bathroom and organizing my sweaters (putting away my clean clothes). the bathroom alone took me close ot 2 and 1 half hours.
I need to be translating songs for Mrs. Collins.
seems everyone hhas had strange and beautiful dreams this break(?). mine was about missing an underground bus with an asshole driver in the slums of Boston. the goal was to get to, i think, chicago. i did alot of running and yelling and eventually convinced the driver that i needed to be on the bus. i'll tell you about it.