I just managed to grueling (nearly) non-stop writing session and managed to pump seven pages out of my rear end for an English paper. I'm going to try and grab myself a couple hours before scrambling off to my Journalism midterm. Gazing into my crystal ball, I see a few things in my future:
- Mystery boots in a nice, big box from the postman (when I manage to save up the dough)
- Sending Connie off to Uniqlo and snatching things for me
- Getting some sleep
- The feel of a cheap, but freshly laundered pool towel
- Working hard for the money
- Michael Bastian shirts at Gap
And I promise, my doppelgänger, I will see you at some point tomorrow.
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