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so all my nail color fell off on the hand morgan did. and it's not gay if someone paints your nails because you're reallly crappy at doing your right hand.
driving went to shit today. oh well.
promised emails to a bunch of people, but i doubt they care if i write them or not - so i wont.
promised rob that i'd walk home with him. no matter how many times i tell myself his name, i can never remember it. ROB. ROB. it's so simple. finder = rob, but i dont know him as rob... just as finder. i should email fec. i wonder if she misses me...
dying my hair tomorrow. red or something. im kinda afraid.
i saw some old guy dying his hair like spike, all blonde and shit... and it looked terrible while he was doing it... and then i saw him at the bus station, and OH GOD was it ever worse.
thats it for now. big love all.