i'm clearly a huge loser for not going out on a saturday night, but that is neither here nor there. my excuse is that i was beyond tired when i got home from work today, and even though i tried to stay awake, i couldn't do it. besides... the scene is dead. my life has become one big waste of an outfit which only fuels my grungy desire to never take off my sweatpants. i have all these adorable outfits that are never worth wearing out. but then again, you only live once, so i should probably consider getting dressed every now and then. whatever. i'll be better when i turn 21 and can actually go places with dress codes... and then i'll be over it by the time i'm 22.meanwhile, i'm counting down the days until i get to go home for thanksgiving! not just because i'm a fatass, but also because i'm a bit homesick. and okay, maybe it has something to do with the fact that i get to make all kinds of pie... but it's mostly the homesickness thing.
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So true about getting over it by the time you're 22. Its just a fad. Kinda like slap bracelets. And, not only can you be excited about pie but also the Nintendo Wii that your oh-so-cool sister just beat up two 5 year olds to get(insert evil laugh here)!!
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