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So, I hung out with Chris and Lina last night. I wasn't expecting to stay as late (early?) as I did, but chicken noodle soup. We hung out for a while, went to the diner, went to hookah [which is now undoubtably being used as a verb], and then watched television for HOURS. I don't know what time we actually went to bed, but it was after 4. I had a really good time, especially because it was just so mellow and "..yeah [beatnik hairflip]."
I've finally pooped. I had a false alarm at Chris' last night, and I thought at first that it was just stage fright, but then I figured I'm probably still not regular since I was sick like two weeks ago. But I do feel much better. Actually, I'm still on the toilet.
I'll eventually stop posting while I'm on the toilet, but only once people actually start to complain. Or maybe when people actually read my entries.
Anyway. We're house-hunting again today. I don't know how much more of this I can deal with. I might have to start throwing punches pretty soon.
And I have noticed that I have been posting a lot of public entries recently. Hm..
I've finally pooped. I had a false alarm at Chris' last night, and I thought at first that it was just stage fright, but then I figured I'm probably still not regular since I was sick like two weeks ago. But I do feel much better. Actually, I'm still on the toilet.
I'll eventually stop posting while I'm on the toilet, but only once people actually start to complain. Or maybe when people actually read my entries.
Anyway. We're house-hunting again today. I don't know how much more of this I can deal with. I might have to start throwing punches pretty soon.
And I have noticed that I have been posting a lot of public entries recently. Hm..