257 Weeks

You could be waiting for a day that won't come
Saturday, July 18, 2009
the best
Had a pretty good night. Wish I could've drunkenly blogged about it but I was beyond exhausted. It was sort of emotional roller coaster-y. But not in a bad way. Is that even possible?

Side note: NME radio for the fucking win!

And back. Got rid of clothes I hate, gained clothes (and shoes) I love. Had good wines. Had good times. Slept in a normal sized bed with ceiling that didn't look like it was going to crush me momentarily (not like my freakish crib-like bed in my wee hobbit hole).Also, saw Lisa who makes my life.

And this morning? That can all be summed up by this one picture:



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