Kate Nash may write most of my days, but I like to think GaGa might write my nights.
Working at a rate of at least 24 hours a week, in addition to a senior project and being a full-time student I deserve a crazy weekend every once in a while. Last weekend was subpar, unlike the weekend before which was off the 1999 meat-rack.
Did that paragraph make sense? I didn't think so.
I have no idea what is in store for tonight so I am setting my expectations and standards low. Usually a night that starts out like this will result in me dressed up with no place to go in particular, not knowing where anyone is. We shall see.
This blog is such a downer later, I hope the next entry has something NICE to say.
Well I guess there is one thing:
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“I think I’m going to take my temperature before I take a shot. Not that it’s going to stop me, I’d just like to know.” -- Kelly Hawkins
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