I suppose my journals never work because I only update on boring days.
Days that are full of interesting things, are usually so full that I don't have time for things like this.
I'm not good at backtracking. I'm not good at recaps.
Last weekend was brilliant, Jill, Becca, Marci? Yeah, I don't fucking know.
We filtered barton vodka through a brita system and got gray goose. (mythbusters proven)
NYC gay pride, I have to admit that being there made me miss Sasha, idk in what way.
This weekend, for the fourth of July, the guy my mom is seeing - Jerry, is taking us all to Gettysburg, king size suites, poolside, with a tikibar.... I'm excited. The last time I was down there was Julie though...
Today though, I'm just still fucking itchy. I found out some devastating things. And my mom had a fit about the house being a mess so I went to my grandmothers to watch So you think you can dance. That's it.... boring huh?
In short, I'm going to bed now.
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