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It's official, my birthday is in three days. It doesn't even feel like it's coming so soon. Usually there's a funk one gets in to around one's birthday. I'm not feeling the funk. Probably because I'm not at home.
I'm hoping antiseptic scope works its wonders on my throat again so that I can stick to birthday plans instead of resorting to the backup plan which consists of movies galore, pyjamas, sick food(ice cream, slushies, home-made soup, gingerale) and a couch. But the more I think about it, the more the backup plan sounds better than the original. Personally, I like hermit-lite, not intense hermit life, but I prefer staying in to going out and butterflying about the world. It's more comfy. And people are stupid.
Oh. And I rode the bus today. I think if the wind was going one or two kilometres faster the bus would've been blown over into a heap of ruble.
-danielle
I'm hoping antiseptic scope works its wonders on my throat again so that I can stick to birthday plans instead of resorting to the backup plan which consists of movies galore, pyjamas, sick food(ice cream, slushies, home-made soup, gingerale) and a couch. But the more I think about it, the more the backup plan sounds better than the original. Personally, I like hermit-lite, not intense hermit life, but I prefer staying in to going out and butterflying about the world. It's more comfy. And people are stupid.
Oh. And I rode the bus today. I think if the wind was going one or two kilometres faster the bus would've been blown over into a heap of ruble.
-danielle