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Friday, May 23, 2003 Only Seven More Days Just seven more days. Seven more days til I have a roommate that actually understands me (or understands me enough to give me my personal space.) I'm tired of having no place to go to have some alone time. I'm tired of people pacing through all of the rooms in the house and reading over my shoulder and always having to know what I'm doing and who I'm talking to and where I am all the time. I have no place to just go and not have a personal Big Brother or Man watching over me. Despite not paying the cable bill, I am human and I do want my own space. But only seven more days til I get that. Woohoo! I am starting to pack up stuff. So if anyone is wondering why I have no furniture in my living room and why it's filled with boxes, that's why. Everyone make plans for Friday, June 13th. Not only is it Friday the 13th, and I will be going to the bar, and I will be bringing a special guest. Hallman is back in the United States. In PA. In Philadelphia. He's coming to visit on Friday the 13th and will be staying overnight and will be attending Strawberry Festival in Mercersburg on Saturday. So happy happy fun fun is going on. Maybe that's why the world is so bizzaro right now--Hallman's back in the US, Audrey is getting laid...life is weird. posted by jaime | 9:44 PM 0 comments |
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