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So I'm at Greg's apartment in Chicago. Greg went to a concert tonight for his birthday, so I went to Belmont to reminisce and to do a little bit of shopping..well, a lot of shopping, but everything was fairly cheap so I didn't spend that much money. It's nice to be back here..but it's SO COLD!! And I have a cold, so I'm constantly blowing my nose every 5 minutes, the Day-quil I took is making me nauseaus instead of helping, I started ragging, and I'm fucking hungry. GOOD TIMES!! No, seriously, despite all the health bullshit I am having a great time. (And i'm eating gregory's goldfish (crackers, duh.), so my hunger pains are fading.) I sort of stepped into Greg's shoes today, which included staying at his apartment, walking to and taking the brown line at Montrose stop and going to his work and his bank. AND I am sitting at Greg's computer typing on livejournal. (I am SO Greg right now!) And while I was walking up his front porch to get into the building I see these two bums sitting there, drinking 40's...and they start calling me sweetheart and telling me that although they're drunk they'll still protect me. I didn't wait around to see what they were protecting me from, I just hurried my ass into the building. On a lighter note, Aaron, Abby and Justin are on their way here and we're all supposed to get coffee later, which brings me to the fact that someone is missing. And I think she has a good idea of who she is and that I wish she were here right now. And I'm sure that goes for the rest of the degenerates also. padow.
P.S. It's a Friday night and I'm not at work!!!!
P.S. It's a Friday night and I'm not at work!!!!