love is not a victory march

listening: kina grannis, hallelujah (style Jeff Buckley)

I can eat a whole jar of Del Monte sliced peaches in one sitting.

I don't have to take the bus this weekend at ALL now, because I am going both ways with Clarissa's family! this is such good news.

Still no phone and still no word from Fido. I have thrown several medium-size hissy fits. 

I did, however, finish and turn in my midterm. 

Now that I have NO alarm since my phone is SO BROKEN IT HURTS, Catherine is banging on my door at 7:45 to make sure I'm up. I can't miss histoire again. 

So I should have a shower tonight.

Because of a malformed happy face drawn in science politique today Craig has taken to calling me 'Cyclops.' 

mmm, peaches.

ykylm,

rae