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« Brunch and second-breakfast
» Am not in the best of moods. Have decided to write only in sentence fragments to illustrate lack of bonhommie. Have also realized various family members left for California without telling me, due to current malfeasant temper. Wearing dress with no underwear in blatant rip-off of cartoon character, Bitchy Bitch. My dog has a hard time lying down now, because he's so old and his back legs are weak and arthritic. Watching him is like watching an old lady trying to get into a bathtub. My aunt brought up her new youngish dog and my dog basically came out of the closet on this dog's ass. I can't wait until four weeks from now, when I can move into my dorm at Smith. Unfortunately I don't know any of my room assignment stuff yet, so I can't call my soon-to-be roommate and demand that she chip in to buy a giant log of hashish. But I can't wait to get out of Dodge because I realized I hate all the people here and never want to see them again, plus NoHo has actual stuff to do. The only things I think I'll really miss to start with are playing with my dog and having lunch with my father, although I can't wait to not have to hear about the ballet over sandwiches. The stuff good luncheons are not made of. |