Home sweet home... Yech. I love home, and it's great to have everything that comes along with it, but good grief this town is boring. It's pure testicles. I guess it's just that I don't really have anything to do... Kelly's coming home soon so we'll mope together. And this weekend should be fun, I think Friday is Milwaukee's with Carol, she's been dieing for me to go there with her. I actually haven't been to the bar in a long time, I'm friggin' well behaved. Well, almost. I have my New Year's Resolutions already. I'm starting early.
1. Stop using the expressions 'I don't care' and 'I hate'
2. Fit into my I Love Lucy dress by semi, by whatever means necessary
3. Suck it up and get through my boring ass classes this year
I'll Just Keep On Dreaming
"Come to the edge."
"We can't. We're afraid!"
"Come to the edge."
"We can't. We'll fall!"
"Come to the edge."
And they came.
And he pushed them.
And they flew.
-Guillaume Apollinaire

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