listening: French prof talking about endings to French words. later, I may put up the brilliant poem about uncles in mafias which Catherine and I wrote. no, seriously. it will bring you to your knees.
JL cut my hair last night, I don't think I can even get it into pigtails anymore.
Cat is texting. and now she's in my blog. that's how it goes in French.
ykylm,
rae
I don't want to work tonight.
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