The opossum is a horrible creature. Seeing one is like seeing el chupacabra, or some sort of demon. One looked at me with its hideous zombie face yesterday.
This journal has fallen into disrepair (as if it were a physical entity). I write most things I have to say in my Real Life Journal. Maybe I'll let you read it some day (no I won't).
I woke up at 5:26 and put my pants and shoes on. my mom drove me to Perkins and told me when she got back from the video store she'd leave the car by Perkins. Hi Allison hey i thought you might not come in It's 5:30 isn't it 5:33 oh well Hey sonya go get dressed and ready then i put my shirt on and rachel asked if i wanted to go home and i said yes and that happened.
Wednesday is my for sure my last day at Perkins. I quit because I wanted more free time and I didn't fit in there. Now I have no excuses not to do good things. But I won't have any cashflow unless I make a risky decision.
It only gets better from here Sunday - New sewing machine/external harddrive Wednesday - Last day of work Thursday - Winter break starts Jan 20 somethingth - Shitty semester ends June 11th or so- shitty highschool ends
-A rocky beach with also some trees there on a peninsula right next to us -Swimming next to a boat (you have to be careful or you'll get pulled under and chopped up by the propeller.) -Something that's right on the tip of my brain and is very frightening I'm pretty sure but I can't seem to know what it is, but it's familar so I know I've dreamed about it before a lot. -Very low gravity specific only to me
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