will you put my hands away
tomorrow is going to be super stressful... work starting at 8, dr's appointment at the clev clinic at 2 for the terrible awful unspeakable thing, then home, and at some point i have to say bye to bailey, and have a final arabica+cloves date with her and marg, and then hunt taylor away from her silly friends to go on a final UDF date. she and bails both leave wednesday, so begins the evacuation. sigh. ah well, i mean what i said, this summer was perfect... but summer's ending, y yo quiero school. tous veulent l'ecole, ou au moins de partir d'ici... ooh et je pourrai parler le francais bientot... woohoo. in any case, tomorrow will be stressful and long and sad. but if i recognize it as such ahead of time, it'll be tolerable. i wish dave would stop talking, he's the one left i have to cut out of my life before i can repair myself fully. i told him i didn't feel like talking this week and he said okay, so that could be nice.
im sleepy. and there's a mosquito bite on my leg. hmph.
im sleepy. and there's a mosquito bite on my leg. hmph.