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- I did some friends list cleaning. it doesn't really apply to anyone reading this. Just removed some old journals.
- Today was a hella long day, but good (from 6:30 on, anyway)
- I am not an old maid. Its true that I'm not getting any younger. Good news is, you're not supposed to.
- It smelled like smoke in my apartment when I came home tonight. It kind of freaked me out. I don't smoke. None of my friends smoke. Only person who could have done it is Padfoot, and we already talked about that, many times. It's never too late to talk to your child about smoking. Could it have been a maintenance person? They were supposed to come paint my door and leave me a laundry key. They didn't do either, but how else could the smoke smell be in my apt?
- I need to get on that whole "clipping Padfoot's other foot" thing.
- I want a smoothie.
Comments
On the smoke smell: Check your heater. I remember Naomi once left her old teddy bear on a heating vent and we didn't notice until it had a big burn mark :(
Vivi had met Alan. They met summer 2000, the summer Vivi turned 21.
"old maid" is a sexist construct. Anyway, you can't be an old maid until 5 and a half years after I'm an old maid, and I'm definitely not one.
I agree with whoever said the smoke could be from sharing a vent. Freshman year my apt sometimes smelled of smoke... the people below us smoked like crazy, but certainly none of us ever did.