* Work with Kenny's ex. Anxiety followed.
* Vagina Monologues
* Bill, Seth & Apples. "The Royal Tenenbaums."
* PB&J and 4 shots of Captain in 10 minutes
* Nap in Tibaldi's bed
* Good, successful radio show that Seth listened to.
* IMs from Bill
* Snow, plz

"I'm not dead yet."

Crying into Pierce on the orphanage's third floor porch was probably the best thing I could do to end out a week of general frustration and anxiety. Felt good.

Life just gives me anxiety and it's scary.

I am perpetually sick this semester.
I don't sleep well.
I constantly worry about my use of grammar.

I choked on a Cheeto while drinking water last week and spit it out every where... that's a good description of how things are right now.

"Move your foot off of my puff puff..."

His response: "What?"

I'm telling him tonight.

Hang out with a boy to watch "The Darjeeling Limited" and then go to the bar after

or

a girl's night and then go to said bar

or

ditch girl's night for boy that just met me (but apparently is really interested) and meet up with them at the bar anyway?

Turmoil.

I go home on Friday morning. Sick.

TELL HIM.

Love,
Your heart

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