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Jul. 14th, 2002 12:09 pmHi. I feel like ass.
So far, I've managed to get up and talk to the boy, who is currently driving home from his parents in York, tell him that I'm sick, and climb back into bed with coffee.
I'm going to read this thing CJ and I were writing last summer and possibly never leave the bed for the rest of the day because I feel like ass.
And now I don't get to see the boy. :(
So far, I've managed to get up and talk to the boy, who is currently driving home from his parents in York, tell him that I'm sick, and climb back into bed with coffee.
I'm going to read this thing CJ and I were writing last summer and possibly never leave the bed for the rest of the day because I feel like ass.
And now I don't get to see the boy. :(

