Friday, September 7, 2007

I don't know what I've done to deserve so many people being so nice to me. People have been feeding me. Like, actually feeding me. Good, homemade food. Someone knows I need this.

I'm so tired, but there's no rest yet. Some day I'll sleep well.

In two days I will be 25. Everyone says it's a good year. I'm just trying not to freak out too much.

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