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i don't know what i'm doing in this city...the sun is always in my eyes. it crashes through the windows and i'm sleeping on the couch where i came to visit you. that's when i knew that i could never have you, i knew that before you did.
you should come home...........
ahhhhhh i took a four hour nap today and now i am wide awake. yeaaaaas.
wednesday i went to concord after i sold some kinives to ashley's family. i didn't do much when i got there. i made the boys nasty ass milkshakes and watched the butterfly effect with brad, matty, tony, and randy. boys are gross and smelly and perverted and hungry all the time. but they are highly entertaining and really fun to be around. i was also happy to hang around with brad's family. in the morning i took a drive to dunkie's with dana and we sang ashlee simpson at the top of our lungs the whole way there and on the way back. i went to the SPCA with crash and her because they want a dog. we didn't find a dog but we got to play with some kitties. i had to haul ass back to maine to have a pleasant meeting with lisa. so awesome. i worked and then talked to my dad until like 1 in the morning about a ton of shit. i guess i need to straighten out a bunch of shit in my life, which is great. today i worked and made a lot of $$. sometimes tourists are entertaining because they tell you all about where they're from and shit. french-canadians suck ass. they don't tip and they can't speak english....so they're pretty much useless to me. i hve been sitting around my hosue all evening and i got to talk to marge. she's having a blast in NYC and spent a day hanging out with a stylist named rolando. it sounds fun.