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[May. 28th, 2006|04:40 pm] |
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Home baked chocolate cookies are the best thing ever. I don't mean to sound bad but I have to say that I really do cook some good cookies. Yum.
Why must apartment hunting be so difficult. Damn it. |
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[May. 28th, 2006|09:10 am] |
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The hunt for a new apartment is still proving itself to be unrewarding. All of the nice looking blocks have no vacancies..and the ones with vacancies?
Urgh.
Maybe I'm being a little too picky, but there is no way that I'm going to even consider some of the places that I've seen.
Apart from that, things have been pretty uneventful. I got a call to go out with a friend this Saturday night, but I declined.
Not now.. |
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[May. 22nd, 2006|05:58 pm] |
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What's all this talk about...um..'fucking' your brother and whatnot?
That sort of thing should be left alone, I think. That's just...wrong. So, so wrong.
Where's that damn broom...? |
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[May. 19th, 2006|10:02 pm] |
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Sometimes..I wish the calls of sympathy would just cease,
At least the wounds are healed now. I have full use of my arm. I need to find a new apartment...My parents say I can stay with them as long as I like, and they're implying that I stay permanently with them.
I love my parents...but no. I do need my space, and I don't think I could handle living with the parents for more than a few months. They think I'm rushing trying to find a new place.
I don't believe I am... |
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