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ok. ok, ok.
i didn't want to wake up this morning and i don't want to go to work in an hour. i've reached the sticking point in the summer where i don't want to be where i am and i don't want time to move any faster than it already is. i'm off to north carolina in 9 days where i will enjoy fun, sun, & family, and then i work for one last week and then i take a week off to get ready for china.
i know i keep harping about how i'm about to shit myself because of my trip to china but it's really the only thing on my mind right now. or, perhaps i should say, the only thing on my mind that is tangible enough to name. the rest of it is just dumb claire's-a-nervous-wreck shit that nobody should have to hear.
when i'm at work, all i want to do is eat the corndogs. with ketchup and mustard and just a touch, a touch of sweet relish.
followed by a dessert of burritos and pizza and diet coke.
i didn't want to wake up this morning and i don't want to go to work in an hour. i've reached the sticking point in the summer where i don't want to be where i am and i don't want time to move any faster than it already is. i'm off to north carolina in 9 days where i will enjoy fun, sun, & family, and then i work for one last week and then i take a week off to get ready for china.
i know i keep harping about how i'm about to shit myself because of my trip to china but it's really the only thing on my mind right now. or, perhaps i should say, the only thing on my mind that is tangible enough to name. the rest of it is just dumb claire's-a-nervous-wreck shit that nobody should have to hear.
when i'm at work, all i want to do is eat the corndogs. with ketchup and mustard and just a touch, a touch of sweet relish.
followed by a dessert of burritos and pizza and diet coke.