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So today's agenda-- apply to funtown, threaten the YMCA if they don't refund our gym membership (we never use it), go to the laundromat, and then to Portland to check out my room for next year. does anyone know if parking space #68 is good or bad? well, i guess nothing can be worse than G-20...*shudder*
I hope Hot Jewish Guy is still living there next year. It's pretty much the only reason I'm still enrolled in college. Hah. no, really.
ABBEY'S MIS-HAP OF THE DAY: last night Dad and Katie were in an argument over whether the story of Hansel and Gretel is real or not, she was making all these claims about them actually being opressed Polish Jews and the witch was actually their nanny, and Dad was saying not to get so worked up over a fable. Then they started fighting over the pronounciation of "Aesop"...Katie was like "a-sop" and dad was like, "no it's ee-sop" and then it was like "a-sop" "ee-sop" and I was like "let's call the whole thing off" but I was drinking cranberry juice from the jug and I laughed at the same time, which is when I choked. I seriously choked for 15 minutes, gagging and lunging over the sink, and Dad and Katie just chuckled. I was like "call 911" and then they proceeded to laugh hysterically. I thought I was going to die for sure...then we were watching a DVD a little later and I swallowed a grape, WHOLE, and threw up on the floor. I think there's something wrong with me.
OK well off to have dinner and take a shower...I can't believe how gross I am, it's already 1:30 pm and I'm just strolling around in public with my sweatpants, messy hair, and worn out Jimmy Buffet t-shirt. haha dont judge me
I hope Hot Jewish Guy is still living there next year. It's pretty much the only reason I'm still enrolled in college. Hah. no, really.
ABBEY'S MIS-HAP OF THE DAY: last night Dad and Katie were in an argument over whether the story of Hansel and Gretel is real or not, she was making all these claims about them actually being opressed Polish Jews and the witch was actually their nanny, and Dad was saying not to get so worked up over a fable. Then they started fighting over the pronounciation of "Aesop"...Katie was like "a-sop" and dad was like, "no it's ee-sop" and then it was like "a-sop" "ee-sop" and I was like "let's call the whole thing off" but I was drinking cranberry juice from the jug and I laughed at the same time, which is when I choked. I seriously choked for 15 minutes, gagging and lunging over the sink, and Dad and Katie just chuckled. I was like "call 911" and then they proceeded to laugh hysterically. I thought I was going to die for sure...then we were watching a DVD a little later and I swallowed a grape, WHOLE, and threw up on the floor. I think there's something wrong with me.
OK well off to have dinner and take a shower...I can't believe how gross I am, it's already 1:30 pm and I'm just strolling around in public with my sweatpants, messy hair, and worn out Jimmy Buffet t-shirt. haha dont judge me