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i'm fucking cold as hell. i'm trying so hard to sleep but it's not working because fucking jamie keeps taking the whole bed, she doesn't care that i have to fucking work in the morning, just as long as her lazy ass gets to fucking sleep comfortably. adrian got to hear me bitch about this last time jamie slept here, and now everyone else gets to hear about it. i'm nice enough to not make her sleep on the floor or downstairs on a couch, she should return the favor and let me get at least 2 inches of my own fucking bed. what a selfish bitch, eh? yar. lots of fucking in this paragraph. i think we're spending too much time together.
we went out to eat and people sang to me. i was like bleh. we didn't get our usual waiter, and he came to see us and was like 'why didnt i get you guys!' yar he's cool. i got free cake. that's all i fucking need is more cake. i've had three different cakes all week. i could be like every other girl and say i'm going to work out really hard to get all those carbs gone, but i would be lying. fuck working out. maybe i should start? haha
in other news i want tuesday to come and be over with. i'm not very nervous anymore i just want it to get here NOW.
i reckon i'll go back to reading this novel i've been burying my nose in the past few days. it's quite the good i must say. it's called The Body Farm if anyone is interested. it's by patricia something... caldwell i think? i'm not sure and the book is over by my bed so i'm not going to get up and look and come back to here. yes, i'm lazy and i love it.