| peut-etre mon petite ami est mort
// 04-12-03
honestly i don't think i could possibly have any more cuts on the inside of my goddamn mouth. i hate having braces. break my jaw already. christ. so josh is in PA. not that he told me he was going to another state for 2 days. which is great. i haven't talked to him since wednesday or seen him since monday. which is also great. i am soooooo loved. i hope the sarcasm is showing here. though tonight was a welcome distraction from the dilemmas of my love life as becca, lena, jordan, carol, nick and i made slightly alcoholic smoothies, cooked ravioli, played Exquisite Corpse, and got pizza. i was, of course, the only one who got singificantly drunk, but this isn't an abnormality. and now it's time for bed. alone. as usual. what i've been listening to phil collins.
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