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jesus fucking christ.
what next???
loaded up the wagon, took 5 boxes of books off my balcony and down to the car to take them to goodwill, then go show my stupid id, then eat lunch at the wild orchid (thai and japanese 4.99 lunch special!), then cruise by the hollywood coop.
my fucking car will not start.
great. stuck here with argumentative boy.
walked to tj's to get some food for us. thank god i'm getting a fridge today. i went ahead and got some itmes for it like cream cheese and orange juice and fresh salsa and cheese. (we had pizza last night and are having quesadillas for lunch now. really, how many variations on cheese, bread and tomato product can we stand???)
fuckity fuck.
i am outraged, and in tears. why is life so hard to cope with for me lately? i was reduced to tears this morning trying to find something to do with our old broken fridge. i called a zillion people before i got it figured out.
i miss sammy. i want someone to listen to me. i want someone to fix my car and make it all better.
well, at least sam said he would drive me to the show tonight and maybe i can catch a ride home with the band or something.
FUCK YOU, LIFE! YOU SUCK!
loaded up the wagon, took 5 boxes of books off my balcony and down to the car to take them to goodwill, then go show my stupid id, then eat lunch at the wild orchid (thai and japanese 4.99 lunch special!), then cruise by the hollywood coop.
my fucking car will not start.
great. stuck here with argumentative boy.
walked to tj's to get some food for us. thank god i'm getting a fridge today. i went ahead and got some itmes for it like cream cheese and orange juice and fresh salsa and cheese. (we had pizza last night and are having quesadillas for lunch now. really, how many variations on cheese, bread and tomato product can we stand???)
fuckity fuck.
i am outraged, and in tears. why is life so hard to cope with for me lately? i was reduced to tears this morning trying to find something to do with our old broken fridge. i called a zillion people before i got it figured out.
i miss sammy. i want someone to listen to me. i want someone to fix my car and make it all better.
well, at least sam said he would drive me to the show tonight and maybe i can catch a ride home with the band or something.
FUCK YOU, LIFE! YOU SUCK!