wrigley

ugh, i'm so fucking sick. i feel like death.

but of course i'm sitting here drinking a beck's knowingt full well that i'm going to this party tonight. i'm so responsible.

i finally have money, i returned my textbooks today because it's possible... jessica ...may.... have used her job at kinko's to photocopy my books for free so that i could return them and not be poor....it helps out so much. i miss not having actual books, because i adore having books around me (hence the fact that pretty much every available surface i have is covered with them) but i still made sure i had the full texts, not just the part we were assigned for class so i feel a little bit better.

i just ate cream of broccolli soup out of a can...it did not taste good.