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erm. yeah, it's getting kind of old.
school. nothing really all that interesting, naturally. i pretty much love talking to my d block pals though. harhar.
chamberlain, didn't get to stay very long. shucks. i fucking love it there though.
after that, we went and i topped up my phone. it had expired yesterday, but i guess they give you one leeway day, which is apparently fabulous. then dunkin donuts. then to the bank to cash my check from babysitting last week at the PTA meeting. then we dropped brianna off for her first band practice at the middle school. i was telling my stepmom how i've been to every one of my schools today = chamberlain, middle, spaulding. minus emmanuel. shucks.
i was repeatedly calling WeeZle so i could see him tonight, no answer. finally, after 5ive, i called his house and his Pah answers, saying he's at Chase's. what the fuck? that makes me hmmmm reallly sad. seriously. especially since i didn't even get to TALK to him yesterday. and i only got to talk to him for like, 10 or so minutes on the phone today. i must see him on the morrow. hrmph.
i just made brownies. i'm so bored. and lonely. and i've been eating really shitti-ly[?] lately. and my willpower obviously sucks ass, as i sit here gnawing on my fucking fingernails. growl. i feel so yucky.
and i figured out why my toothpastefordinner shirt STILL hasn't come in. my stepmom addressed the money order to the fucking wrong name, and drew never sent it back to me to fix. i've been emailing him back and forth and it appears that dropping a money order in the mail so we can exchange it for a new one is just wayyyy too much of a hassle for a guy that's shipping things from the post office pretty much every day. and i even just offered to send him a stamped envelope so he doesn't even have to do any work. ugh, it's a bit aggrivating. i sincerely hope my stepmom's hesitants to send money to a no-name-ish place weren't justifiable.
well it doesn't look like it's going to get any better than this, ehh? so that'll be all.
i Love You, you filthy, dirty, rotten bastard, you.
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school. nothing really all that interesting, naturally. i pretty much love talking to my d block pals though. harhar.
chamberlain, didn't get to stay very long. shucks. i fucking love it there though.
after that, we went and i topped up my phone. it had expired yesterday, but i guess they give you one leeway day, which is apparently fabulous. then dunkin donuts. then to the bank to cash my check from babysitting last week at the PTA meeting. then we dropped brianna off for her first band practice at the middle school. i was telling my stepmom how i've been to every one of my schools today = chamberlain, middle, spaulding. minus emmanuel. shucks.
i was repeatedly calling WeeZle so i could see him tonight, no answer. finally, after 5ive, i called his house and his Pah answers, saying he's at Chase's. what the fuck? that makes me hmmmm reallly sad. seriously. especially since i didn't even get to TALK to him yesterday. and i only got to talk to him for like, 10 or so minutes on the phone today. i must see him on the morrow. hrmph.
i just made brownies. i'm so bored. and lonely. and i've been eating really shitti-ly[?] lately. and my willpower obviously sucks ass, as i sit here gnawing on my fucking fingernails. growl. i feel so yucky.
and i figured out why my toothpastefordinner shirt STILL hasn't come in. my stepmom addressed the money order to the fucking wrong name, and drew never sent it back to me to fix. i've been emailing him back and forth and it appears that dropping a money order in the mail so we can exchange it for a new one is just wayyyy too much of a hassle for a guy that's shipping things from the post office pretty much every day. and i even just offered to send him a stamped envelope so he doesn't even have to do any work. ugh, it's a bit aggrivating. i sincerely hope my stepmom's hesitants to send money to a no-name-ish place weren't justifiable.
well it doesn't look like it's going to get any better than this, ehh? so that'll be all.
i Love You, you filthy, dirty, rotten bastard, you.
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