7.21.2003
 
Grandmas gave me the no go for the movie (attempt #2) today. Hopefully tomorrow they won't be so damned asian and let me out of the house.

In other news, this is why I keep reading boy-ashamed's stuff:
As I realised that I would quite happily spend another million nights lying next to him. Gently stroking him back. Listening to him fall asleep. I realised how lucky I am to be with him. And I realised that given the chance, I'd spend a million nights with him. And if that wasn't possible... another three hundred and sixty five would do me for now.
Mmmm.

Sorry, I've been in a series of weird moods since the weekend. No where near as productive as I wanted to be. Should be too.

Woke up nautious and opted to skip lunch. My stomach still feels as is a hamster is using the damned organ as it's own personal exercising wheel. Urgh.

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