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okay. so...here i sit at portfolio coffeehouse after waking up early this morning to attend my 8am 3hr accounting class. thereafter, i came straight home and crawled into bed where i slept 'til 134pm. i must have needed it. i feel very refreshed, that's for certain.
i pottered around the cottage, cleaning, dusting, showering and hanging up clothes strewn about the room. Then I ventured a block down to where i am now, Portfolio - my new usge. Ive been here for a couple hours (because they have free WiFi & I don't have cable yet) and this odd man just plopped down in the big chair next to mine. he's a cutter. you can tell. his arms are covered in raised cuts. first thing he did was take out a wade of paper and rip them all to shreds. he's continuing this act even now. he's wearing sweatpants that have extra sewn in crotch space...and NOW he's fully picking his nose. Like goooing for it without a care in the world. he is an odd character. what entertainment. i hope he can't read this. he IS sitting right next to me.
i think ill move.
i pottered around the cottage, cleaning, dusting, showering and hanging up clothes strewn about the room. Then I ventured a block down to where i am now, Portfolio - my new usge. Ive been here for a couple hours (because they have free WiFi & I don't have cable yet) and this odd man just plopped down in the big chair next to mine. he's a cutter. you can tell. his arms are covered in raised cuts. first thing he did was take out a wade of paper and rip them all to shreds. he's continuing this act even now. he's wearing sweatpants that have extra sewn in crotch space...and NOW he's fully picking his nose. Like goooing for it without a care in the world. he is an odd character. what entertainment. i hope he can't read this. he IS sitting right next to me.
i think ill move.