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I am so broke that I can't even afford my prescription.
Making a day's lunch for the night before makes me feel like my mom.
Things have been going well. I'm making plans with new people and I like it.
The only non-monetary complaint I have is that work makes me so disgustingly dirty. Today I came home with rotting cherry juice on my leg and the usual oil and dirt marks on my forearms, mmmmm.
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Going to school and then work every day blows. I do get a short lunch break during it all, but that hardly makes it bearable. And now I work until 1030 instead of 1130... not like that's much of a difference.
I went to Dorchester and it was pretty weird like I expected. It will probably take a few times to stop being strange.
I threw out all of my makeup and bought new everything. I dropped the pencils and went to brushes and I can't wait to try it today.
I also bought ingredients to make broccoli casserole, couscous salad, fruit salad, zucchini and pickle fries, and I made serious chicken parmesan last night. Cooking/eating good food is wonderful.
And I like the new Kylie Minogue album. Kill me.
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Saturday, November 5th, 2005
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preposterous:
adjective: completely devoid of wisdom or good sense
hey, i'm wasted!!!
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