May. 31, 2004 - 11:53 p.m. I was going to take over a toque and a cd to Tromley tonight but I didn't. I had emailed him to see if he'd be home and I was hoping he'd say no. But he said he would be, then I asked if he would mind if I dropped something off. Again, he said that would be fine. But upon further reflection I realized that it really wasn't a good idea to see him. I would have brought it over had he said he wasn't home. But I just can't see him, I think it would undo all the progress I've made. So I left it and came home. I feel terribly sick, not well as it is. I feel a bit feverish. My tummy is upset. I am not going to work tomorrow. Fuck. It's June tomorrow. old bitching - random - new bitching Sounds Like: Feels Like: 0 fussbugets said... |
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