I watched The fellowship of the Rings last night. The best part was being able to tell that demon bitch who kept asking if we were done with the TV, that the movie still hadn't ended.
She finally gave up.
Then I went to bed. This is good, you see, except for the fact that my head did not hit the pillow before 4:45. Why this is a problem: I woke up at 10:15. A good 5.5 hours of sleep never killed anyone....
So I'm leaving in two days. I'm thrilled really. I'm going to Montreal for the week. They have SNOW. I really miss snow, we haven't gotten any snow in New York City... and what winter without fucking snow. So anyway, I'll be tromping around the snowdrifts in Montreal before I know it. I'm even buying new boots to suit the purpose! Mwahahah.
Let's see, I finally spoke to Tim last night, and Art can't jump all over my adorable little ass because she knew before anyone else did! Hahahah! I swear I make a good best friend. Just I don't remember what I've told her 9 times or never before. Honest mistake... erm.
So now I'm waiting for this silly friend of mine to come into NYC, he called at 10 (damn him for waking me up). Oh, speak of the devil... He just called. Now then, I must get going!

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leaving? put me in your suitcase... it will spice up the baggage x-ray for sure.
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dancing fat kids for all

