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[fredericks]

I feel bad. Really bad. And not in a "I just flashed a crowd of people not realizing said crowd contained my entire extended family" way, either. I feel sleepy, tired, and more than a little ill, although I don't seem to be running a fever. I wish I could just skip out of Ethics, head home, take a bath, and lie in bed until morning (when I have to start the school thing all over again) but the guy takes attendance and I worry about being out too often. One more day until Friday. I keep telling myself that.

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I hate kids. What have I gotten myself into?

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BestBuy has With Teeth selling for ten bucks. I don't know if that's good or bad.

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Wish I lived a lot closer to school. I have a 1.5 hour commute to look forward to.
Woe.

Whoa.
/Joey

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[zelle999.livejournal.com]

My dear, I'm sorry you're feeling icky. Did you ever end up getting NiN tickets? You should come visit me in the wild, wild west. Old people move here in droves because the dry weather makes them feel better, you know. Me? I don't hate kids. Just other people's kids. Mine rocks. I used to ride the city bus to my high school every day and it took me over an hour to get there every day. I had to be at my bus stop by 6:45 AM. And the same little shriveled man who didn't speak english, used to sit by me 'cause he worked at the Furrs Cafeteria (now we've come full circle, because Furrs was one of the first things you and I ever talked about, darling Wiana) across from my school and he decided that made us BFF. I think he was very sad when I got my car and realized I wouldn't be back.

That was very random and not at all organized. Sorry if I hurt your head. Come visit me in NM and I'll teach you to drive a tractor. I'm an expert now, you know.

[fredericks.livejournal.com]

And the same little shriveled man who didn't speak english, used to sit by me 'cause he worked at the Furrs Cafeteria (now we've come full circle, because Furrs was one of the first things you and I ever talked about, darling Wiana) across from my school and he decided that made us BFF.

Ah, the weird old man. I think he was thinking less BFF and more FBF which...well, let's just say the last two letters stand for "Buddies Forever" and the first letter doesn't stand for Friend. Although you can do it with a Friend. A Friend that has benefits.

Yeah. Let that sink in. And try to hold down the contents of your stomach.

*grin*Thanks for the well-wishes, ma'am. I very much want to see NM. Once I get some money under my belt and a career going I plan on visiting as much of the US as I can. Starting with going and bugging the hell out of the great friends I've made over my Internet-lurking years.