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Mar 26, 2005 10:28

My stomach is sick, like the kind of sick where you had too much coffee to drink with no food and you are trying not to buckle beneath the unbareable mental weight of too much going on in your life that you can't influence or change. Got it? SO anyway...

Last night Erin Keaton stayed on my couch and slept in my brown pants that rock. She is upset because Perrysburg cops strike once again and now her car is towed and she is pissed. I would be pissed too.....

party last night was *okay.* Matt looked really really nice which was a total shocker. He was really getting sloppy toward the end of the night and (surprise surprise) kicked us all out of the garage so he could go to sleep. Other than that, yeah.

I am going to BG in like 2 seconds with Erin to talk about when my traditional lower backpiece is actally going to happen. I'm thinkin I'll get it sometime next week. It's going to be hotness.

WELL, I gotta go, my nerves are making me shake so much that I can't type. This song is killing me. Heart heart heart everyone.
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