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B R 3 T T 27 (6:20:04 PM): wat r u doing 2nite
B R 3 T T 27 (6:20:26 PM): !?!?
shes the molly (6:20:33 PM): uhh nothing that i know of
shes the molly (6:20:34 PM): !?!?
B R 3 T T 27 (6:20:53 PM): im going to an aerosmith concert
B R 3 T T 27 (6:20:58 PM): and teh person i WAS takin
B R 3 T T 27 (6:21:00 PM): cancelled
B R 3 T T 27 (6:21:04 PM): so comie
B R 3 T T 27 (6:21:05 PM): **come
B R 3 T T 27 (6:21:33 PM): u dont ahve to pay. just come
B R 3 T T 27 (6:21:35 PM): :-D


Pshh twas a very very fun night.
Got a shirt, a blinky magnetic thingy (Thankyou, Brett. =D haha), and watched crazy skantily-clad 40-year-old women jump on stage and grab at Steve Tyler.
I'd say it was pretty fucking awsome.
Brett Pollack rocks at lifeee. <3


Thanksgiving. Fun.
Went to the Turkey Bowl yesterday with Kelly. There was basically noone there. It was gross.
We lost. Duh. 53-20. What a surprise. But yaknow a few more quarters and we would've been back in the game. Pshh. Today I saw Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire for a second time. It was fucking amazing. It was even better than the first time, if that's even possible. I love Daniel Radcliffe soooooooooodsjfkfd much.

It's only Friday. I wanna go back to school. Sitting around at home is very very boring. Except my laptop is gonna be taken away on Sunday. Goddamnit I hate my stupid mother. I knew I should have cried more when my mom found out I got a C in Algebra. Lmfao. If my relatives weren't here I would fucking be shopping right now. Oh well. My motherrr said possibly Sunday. Which means sometime in March that I'll be getting my winter coat. Terrrrifffficccc.

Anywhore, I'm sick of typing. Time to chow down on leftover turkey. What will it be, turkey soup, turkey sandwich, turkey ceasar salad...? (Oh I'm clever)