This is my last week living in this god forsaken town. Of course living at home had it's perks. Home cooked meals, money to spend, and yes, even having my parents around was comforting once in awhile. But being surrounded by factories and having to take a bus to get to the corner store isn't my idea of a quaint little town. Rae and I signed the lease on Saturday and we move September 1st. See ya St. Laurent...
I have to say I'm not at all impressed with a few people and their lack of effort in showing up at Meg's birthday dinner and then at Jello bar. She wanted her closest friends there and there are a few specific people that didn't even bother to show up for at least half an hour just to be there and add a little enjoyment to her night. She would have done it for you, and instead excuses were made, and the night just wasn't the same. Meg deserves a better birthday than what went down last night, and September 1st is round two. On the other hand, chips and salsa, funky black women, the holiday, jiffy pop and the company of people I really enjoy still made for a fun night, at least in my opinion.
My health problems are all resolved. asthma pump; check. drained ear; check. pre-cancerous changes; nothing to worry about!
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