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11:10:39 - 2000-08-13
last night i told kevin that my mom needs surgery in her foot and i'll be out of work for a while. he goes, "well, maybe we could arrange something and someone could pick you up..." meaning he would pick me up. and i have this oh-too-funky feeling about kevin knowing where i live. so i was like, "umm...she's gonna need me to take care of her..." and he finally understood then.
let's see....i got to hear another concert last night. yipee!
i have no idea what to get megan for her berfday. for her costume party, i will be an angel.
today is travis's 17th birthday. e-mail him a nice message.
i am sick. not in the mental way, like i-want-to-make-love-to-a-moose sick. more like i-am-coughing-so-fricken-much-that-my-lungs-hurt sick. "ouchouchouch," as fozzy would say.
i am working just 2-5 today. not long. yay!
dad wants the computer. goodbye for now, my loyal readers.