vooooooom

May 19, 2006 18:13

It is not surprising that I didn't make it out of there until 630 yesterday.
My checkout was at 230.
I just couldn't say goodbye.
It's only been 24 hours and I just can't stand it. And I don't know where you are
or ... are you okay?

My house is dark and lonely.
I'm afraid to touch anything because I might break it. Unlike my normal living conditions, that is not acceptable here.
I couldn't walk around with a diet pepsi in my hand..
oh no! I might ruin the oriental rugs.

Well I don't like them anyway.

Boston tomorrow.
Unpack.
Pack again.
Way too much laundry.
Not nearly enough people to waste my time.
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