Spent the last week sleeping on a dear friend Kara's couch. Her cat would climb up on the couch behind my head and intentionally ram me. Last night we watched Dazed and Confused, which only served to further convince me that I am in the wrong decade. We had a Juno watching party, at which we wore lumberjack shirts. And I ate more cake, pie, and cookies than I have in my entire life put together. Tomorrow I have to sell snacks at a benefit concert. If I can get a ride. Maybe I will get a wood-panelled station wagon for my birthday. Let's hope so.
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