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I gave blood at Fenway today. It's probably the only time I'll ever get seats in the luxury box and it only cost me a pint of my life juice. It was good times with Rachel and Adam. I did my fly white girl dance, in public. Free bags of cookies and an awesome tote. Seriously, a wicked good deal for a pint of blood. For the record I have awesome veins apparently. Steph's asleep and I still have a lot of reading to do... I hope she doens't mind that I'm going to be up later than her, you know, all the time. Lots of clothes by the pound from the Garment District. Some serious sweet finds. I'm starting to wear hats. That's not really vital just... something I guess. Something the RI crew doesn't know about. Along with my hats I got some amazing pink aviators.
I have to call Mat...
He's not coping with the college thing well.
I'm going to go do that.
Leave me some lovin.
I have to call Mat...
He's not coping with the college thing well.
I'm going to go do that.
Leave me some lovin.