Sunday, March 29, 2009

Sleeps.

Running on little to no sleep. No energy for complete sentences. Bullets? Yes.

  • I slept above a room full of boys. I heard everything they said. They didn't know.
  • I brought my guitar to the house. Everyone jammed. I love having musical friends.
  • I made pancakes for everyone's breakfast. They seemed to enjoy them. 
  • I loved how easy it was for my date to make friends.
  • We had a nice drive back.
  • We need to talk. 

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