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i cluttered my day with bowls of soup and empty gasoline tanks and yards and yards of lace. i woke up too early. i scavenged and hunted and gathered, came back with arms overflowing with unncecessary things. in the mix though, i did manage to get new shoes to replace the ones that are flapping and squeaking. i did manage to make a brilliant scarf and tee shirts and do laundry and sewsewsew until my fingers nearly fell off. i'm beyond anxious right now about everything tomorrow brings-- tattoos and polished nails and hours in the car listening to fugazi and boston. i never thought i'd feel home like this before. that i could have my heart in two places. i never dreamed i'd make the kind of friends that i did. there's so much that i've learned about people and myself and i wish i were more articulate so i could properly express it. maybe some day.
so, to reiterate, tomorrow is...
mufuckin new york bagels
packpackpack
do NOT forget little yellow umbrella or any sort of electronic charger
fill car with gasoline
tattoo foot, ouch this will hurt
driiiiive in traffic
BOSTON
RACHEL
MY BOY-LOVE
GREGORe
LOHO
everyone else
cafeteria food
lack of parking
my tiiiiny bed
oh, it will be good.
(ahem i get bored. so give me like missions or something. packages you'd like. things you'd like me to make for you. pictures. mix cds. anyTHING. i have so many hours at school, don't be shy.)
so, to reiterate, tomorrow is...
mufuckin new york bagels
packpackpack
do NOT forget little yellow umbrella or any sort of electronic charger
fill car with gasoline
tattoo foot, ouch this will hurt
driiiiive in traffic
BOSTON
RACHEL
MY BOY-LOVE
GREGORe
LOHO
everyone else
cafeteria food
lack of parking
my tiiiiny bed
oh, it will be good.
(ahem i get bored. so give me like missions or something. packages you'd like. things you'd like me to make for you. pictures. mix cds. anyTHING. i have so many hours at school, don't be shy.)