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last night i went thrifting in gramercy
(i got pretty much the most amazing tshirt of condolezza rice and kim jong il sipping wine from eachother's raised glasses.)
and dining in the west village with the roomies
(to a cute place on waverly with cheap cheap cheap continuously-pouring coffee)
and my-so-called-life watching with molly and ross
and ipod transfering
(with too many sad songs!)
and never sleeping.
after about three everyone else was asleep, but geoff and joe and me listened to music and i drank and they smoked and then we got coffee and bagels at 6 and walked through stuyvesant town to the east river and sat and watched the sky get light. it was drizzling and overcast and all was grey.
now i am writing my paper about the MOMA exhibit and my body seriously hurts. miss regina spektor was amazing, but tonight is sufjan. i have no one to go with. i have lots to do and a nap to take. i was so very drunk but four hours ago.
(i got pretty much the most amazing tshirt of condolezza rice and kim jong il sipping wine from eachother's raised glasses.)
and dining in the west village with the roomies
(to a cute place on waverly with cheap cheap cheap continuously-pouring coffee)
and my-so-called-life watching with molly and ross
and ipod transfering
(with too many sad songs!)
and never sleeping.
after about three everyone else was asleep, but geoff and joe and me listened to music and i drank and they smoked and then we got coffee and bagels at 6 and walked through stuyvesant town to the east river and sat and watched the sky get light. it was drizzling and overcast and all was grey.
now i am writing my paper about the MOMA exhibit and my body seriously hurts. miss regina spektor was amazing, but tonight is sufjan. i have no one to go with. i have lots to do and a nap to take. i was so very drunk but four hours ago.