It’s 54 degrees out right now. Tomorrow it will be like, 25 degrees. Weather astounds me. It’s so manic-depressive.
I was almost impaled by this guy carrying aluminum earlier. The first thing I saw was the aluminum and I was like, “Whoa!” and then he saw me and he was like, “Whoa.” And he was kind of cute so I gave a kind of laugh to let him know that it was cool, I didn’t mind being almost impaled by him. But he did not laugh back. (And fuck you Hillary Duff’s sister, people totally say “whoa” still. Maybe if you did real work instead of being chewing ice gum, you would know).
Oh and just in case you were wondering, I don’t think I am too sick anymore. Just a kind of stuffy nose, but otherwise A-ok. I even want a cigarette, but I don’t want to get sick again, so I am not smoking.
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