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dramaturgy) wrote2006-05-18 11:02 pm
dramaturgy) wrote2006-05-18 11:02 pm
This evening's progression of events.
1. I left the house about 5:15 because of the influx of my sister's friends. I know we feel sorry for them because their family didn't give them enough fuzzies when they were young or whatever, but they're not puppies. They're people. And I get really uncomfortable when all of the sudden there are five of them in the kitchen EATING OUR FOOD. We are not a restaurant.
2. I took a drive on the highways surrounding my town at very high, unsafe speeds.
3. I went to the park that I used to go to Girl Scout daycamp at. The dirt paths in the wooded area have been made into asphalt bike paths.
4. I experience the evening's one joy after a romp on the bike path when I come out at the other end and get on a swing and swing for about fifteen minutes. The swing made for a kid begins to hurt my ass after this period of time.
5. I stay at the library until about 7:30, checking out two books which I'm probably not going to finish before their due date.
6. I come home. My computer is broken.
2. I took a drive on the highways surrounding my town at very high, unsafe speeds.
3. I went to the park that I used to go to Girl Scout daycamp at. The dirt paths in the wooded area have been made into asphalt bike paths.
4. I experience the evening's one joy after a romp on the bike path when I come out at the other end and get on a swing and swing for about fifteen minutes. The swing made for a kid begins to hurt my ass after this period of time.
5. I stay at the library until about 7:30, checking out two books which I'm probably not going to finish before their due date.
6. I come home. My computer is broken.
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