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I brought a change of clothes so that I might go out after work (though I forgot my boots and would have to go home anyway)...but now I'm wondering why.
What's the point?
Maybe I really should just go home and read.
Maybe I should just drive to Vegas, by myself, even though I shouldn't...I should save my money, which is dwindling rapidly.

I want to drive.
I want to move, away.
Because, you know, running away from thinking about and dealing with your "issues" ALWAYS pans out.

I hate the apartment. It's so messy.
How can she stand it? Why the fuck did she need to spend money on a new 19" teevee for HER ROOM, when the living room is a mess? I'm embarrassed to have people over. Good thing we got that dining room table so that she can pile her crap on top of it. (I mistakenly typed "carp". heheh)

*sigh*
Fine. Nothing.
Next weekend I'll be in pain...that's why I wanted to go have fun this weekend.
But I guess laundry, cleaning, reading, and writing will have to do. I could probably use a good full day of "getting shit done". I know I could.
Perhaps I'll work on my boxes.
Heh, right

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Yeah, VEGAS BABY!! I'll be right there! Woo woo!

Okay, a girl can dream can't she?

Time to fold the laundry.
*mumble*grumble*

I've been wanting to go to Vegas myself recently... some sadist sent me an offer ov rooms at a Casino for 19 bucks a night. That made it worse.

F I N E ! ! !

go to damned vegas by your damn self.

:0(

WHOSE FAULT IS THAT?! Mr. I-need-a-week-to-plan-because-I'm-so-busy! ;)

No...I'll wait.

SWEETCH!!!!

see you then.

:0)