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Mmm, spaghetti in butter sauce with cheese... - Nobody wears a white coat any more... — LiveJournal
...a tribute to becoming a doctor.
Mmm, spaghetti in butter sauce with cheese...
Good news: I found The Old Spaghetti Factory.
Bad news: I got lost because fucking Georgia goes both ways instead of just one like I had been informed. There's something in that statement that just...makes my mind spin.
Good news: Iwona bought me a piña colada.
Bad news: I have a headache and Angel is out being his wonderful self for someone else, I think. Attempting to work up the motivation to go get my phone and call him.
Good news: The pager works.
Bad news: You can't turn off the notifiers, just like beowulf said; they're part of the fucking "service".
Good news: I get to sleep in tomorrow.
Bad news: Until 7 AM.
Good news: I got a new keepsake glass from The Old Spaghetti Factory.
Bad news: I have accomplished nothing tonight, since I don't have my AMSA number on me and my head hurts.
You get the picture. I just want to curl up in someone's lap and cuddle them. I do, however, love driving the freeway at night. I love the asphalt spinning beneath my wheels, the flash of lights and the howl of the wind in an open window, making Pink Floyd seem even more encompassing as I finally get the dial on the transmitter turned just so and the minidisc player is clear and static-free.
Good news: Angel came back.
Bad news: Just to tell me Jefe'd gotten there, and he was going to go be social. I'm so fucking selfish. I wanted him.to stay, but he apparently didn't pick up on my mood from the repeated "Mm" as a response to all of his comments. Which only made it worse.
I might just go to bed and cry myself to sleep. I'm so lonely and so tired, and my head hurts, and I don't have anyone to talk to. So alone.

now feeling:: lonely lonely

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beautiful_sound From: beautiful_sound Date: June 9th, 2003 08:58 pm (UTC) (etched in stone)
Good news: I get to sleep in tomorrow.
Bad news: Until 7 AM.

I know that feeling all to well, its like "I can sleep in tomorrow, until 8 or something like that." and you get all excited about it too....lol
From: rabever Date: June 10th, 2003 05:35 am (UTC) (etched in stone)

from your sister, cause i'm not cool enough for my own user name.

what, no happy birthday michelle on your journal. I'm utterly disappointed. If the whole world doesn't know it's my birthday, then we have a major problem. you gonna figure out a way to come see me when i get home. it could be fun. depending. (more if i'm done jetlagging). anyhow. tell the whole world something nice about me, and since the whole world reads your web site...

hier soir ma soeur d'acceuil ma dit qqch., et elle a fait une erreur. nous avons bien rit (passe for rire is rit?), car elle me corrige toujours... au moins je commence.... et je parte a la meme temps. bizarre comment ca marche. gros bisous, et a tout a l'heure....

biz! chelle
quinby From: quinby Date: June 10th, 2003 07:14 am (UTC) (etched in stone)


I almost phoned you last night, too. I thought you were prolly talking to Matt, so I didn't. Thanks for all of the encoragement you've been giving me, it really means a lot. I love you too, Nykki, You're amazingly special, and wonderful, and I definitely don't talk to you enough. Don't forget that I'm here for you, and I'll find some way to talk to you if'n you need me. (hugssnugs)
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