Thursday, January 17, 2002

With any luck I'll be singing along to the cure when I'm down there:

The sun is up/I'm so happy I could scream/and there's nowhere else in the world i'd rather be

It gets easier!

I'm slowly running out of things to say because I'm being such a recluse! It's all in the name of saving, though.. saving energy, also. I really need to go to the doctor some time next week to see about my upper back/shoulders, they're getting worse, you can hear the crackling if youre standing a comfortable distance away.

*edit* now that I'm awake past FREAKIN MIDNIGHT: 23

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