Oct 24, 2005 19:48
So today while attempting to write bus passes in Mr White's name, I mispelled Bus several times like this:
Buss Pass
And so marks the decline in my ability to spell anything. Mmmhmm.
My crisis last night over my essay transfer thing not working was solved. I am now going to mail it in separately. I had to watch as Whitmire licked the envelope closed, and then kiss it and press it to her bosom. Is frightened a good description? I think not.
I love Naomi. Don't worry my love, it'll be ok.
addendum as of 9:07 pm:
Gnomi: but now i want to kill something
Gnomi: and eat it
college