Went out to the United Match and My Favorite Stripclub (Non-Cover Version), and yet once again, I couldn't help but stop by Taco Bell on my way home. My gut is feeling it right now. Why couldn't I just go home?
But like Tuesday night (I think?), my body told me to go to bed early. Last night I conked around 11:30, and once again, I feel good.
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Wish I had time to start cleaning up the house. But I need to bring the old car in, then go to the Cat Festival. And if I do neither thing, I've been invited to a house party I really, really want to go to. I've been going out a lot this week (think I said this before), and I don't know when that stops.
Gotta go.
But like Tuesday night (I think?), my body told me to go to bed early. Last night I conked around 11:30, and once again, I feel good.
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Wish I had time to start cleaning up the house. But I need to bring the old car in, then go to the Cat Festival. And if I do neither thing, I've been invited to a house party I really, really want to go to. I've been going out a lot this week (think I said this before), and I don't know when that stops.
Gotta go.
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