Lots of my days are spent writing, but never writing anything I want. Its always media plans, or to do lists or health facts. This was a generally enjoyable weekend. Better then most I must say. J's birthday was a long time coming and it ended up being really fun except we were at the club way past my expiry date and it was fucking freezing inside and outside. Note to self: anytime anyone says its useless to bring a jacket, tune them out. A is turning out to be one of my better and more reliable friends, which is something I do not take lightly because good friends are really hard to come by. Also anticipating Lying, which looks marvelous and whimsical,both of which my life is lacking in. Marvelousness and whimsy, that is. Anyhow, must be off as my dog is literally biting my hand.
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