If You Say Indeed One More Time...
I'm in a wicked shitty mood right now for no good reason.
I was going to post a big entry trying to sort myself out, but I just don't feel like it.
On an unrelated note, Marisa (who I've known since the first grade and is now at Concordia) makes me smile because she says things like this:
Marisa: When do you have class tommorow?
Claire: 9 am to 1 pm.
Marisa: Okay... Do you like plantains?
Claire: Haha. I love your questions. And yes.
Marisa: They are so delicious. I can't stop eating them.
Say Goodnight, Gracie.
Edited to add.
Someone got rid of the Queen St. West swing. This is what sent me over the edge. Damn it.
I was going to post a big entry trying to sort myself out, but I just don't feel like it.
On an unrelated note, Marisa (who I've known since the first grade and is now at Concordia) makes me smile because she says things like this:
Marisa: When do you have class tommorow?
Claire: 9 am to 1 pm.
Marisa: Okay... Do you like plantains?
Claire: Haha. I love your questions. And yes.
Marisa: They are so delicious. I can't stop eating them.
Say Goodnight, Gracie.
Edited to add.
Someone got rid of the Queen St. West swing. This is what sent me over the edge. Damn it.