Aug 16, 2004 20:50
I need somewhere to live on August 28. I REPEAT. . .I NEED A PLACE TO LIVEEEEEE IN LESS THAN TWO WEEKS.
Fuck Marist.
I want some Cinnamon Ice Cream with Graham Crackers from Maggie Moos. Orrrrr...Better Batter with M&M's. Dammit, I can't decide.
As always, as soon as I got to the bottom of Osbourne Terrace this afternoon, despite the fact that the sun was shining brightly, it started to pour. I wish I could tell you that it was a refreshing experience, but it wasn't. I wasn't in the mood for a bike ride in the rain. I got sandy and muddy.
I visited my mother at Chemo this morning, and got some pictures developed. And took a nap. And took another nap.
Bye, bye, Katy ) :
I have a lot of shit that I need to pack. Now...IF ONLY I HAD A PLACE TO MOVE IT INTO.
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