February 5th, 2003

bish, smile


I wanted to be asleep 3 fucking hours ago, not sitting around Jay's watching Jon pour sugar into barbique sauce. Screw my roommates for ditching me at RWAG. I'd bitch out the people who gave me a ride to Jay's but, really, they saved my ass because I didn't have to walk home in the 12ish degree WINDY weather.
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