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i really hate my boyfriends sometimes. i wish he came with a manual or something.
EDIT: i just noticed that typo but i think it's funny. MY BOYFRENS, LET ME SHOW YOU THEM.
sigh.
but hey i finally made it over to JR's place last night [and braved not one but TWO cemeteries on a full moon, good god!], i lost a pound, and i just bought my ticket to go down to princeton/trenton/nyc on thursday, so i'm pretty pleased with that. now if only my paintings would finish themselves life might be a little better.
EDIT: i just noticed that typo but i think it's funny. MY BOYFRENS, LET ME SHOW YOU THEM.
sigh.
but hey i finally made it over to JR's place last night [and braved not one but TWO cemeteries on a full moon, good god!], i lost a pound, and i just bought my ticket to go down to princeton/trenton/nyc on thursday, so i'm pretty pleased with that. now if only my paintings would finish themselves life might be a little better.