Last week was probably the hardest week I have had here. Little things kept going wrong and building on top of each other. Things were looking up on Saturday, until I started drinking with Melissa and Jill. I went for the vodka and they went for the beer. I had about four shots within the first 15 minutes, when they decided they wanted to play...
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Mr. Matchmaker, I'm not sure if I believe in you.

Okay, I confess; DSL is better than Dial-up. I will bow my head in shame.

I am so fucking behind with my friends on here. The last couple of weeks have been so crazy and now I am in San Francisco loving it. So far I have been to excited to be home sick, but then again, I have only been here a week. I love love love love it. Now all I need is a little sex and everything...
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So, I acted a little on the impulsive side tonight. In three hours, I completely tore down my whole room, and sectioned my belongs off into luggage or strategically placed them into my closet. I still have a week to go, and all my clothing is packed. Yes, I do realize that this doesn't make sense, and while I was doing it I did realize...
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Eleven more days.