Dec 3, 2001

you, sweet, are worth these next four months, till i bail out, kiss behind your ears, drive off in the van. . .

*our suite is so very christmas, i can't wait for the eggnog and cookies party*
i stayed up very late all weekend so today i got up at 1230 so i'm just barely starting to get tired. this is no good, there is lots to do tomorrow.
my birthday is on thursday can you believe it? so weird.
there is not much to say. today was good. we went to bickford's for breakfast which was really nice. i chaired the council meeting tonight. everyone decided to be insane for the night, but we started on time and it was over by 7, even with 3 recesses and a ten minute speaker's list. people were pretty good about singing up to work the door on the 10th -- just 2 spots left!
decorating was nice, too.
it was a lowkey day, and i really should have done more work. oh well.

lisa hates me for not filling out the survey. i *promise* to do it tomorrow!!!

i need to cut my hair and take off this nail polish! ack!

there has been some ... miscommunication around the suite lately. we break into these little groups constantly and never talk about anything all together. hmmmmmmmmmm

if i actually admit it to myself, which i don't do often enough, i'm real sleepy.

i'm gonna miss you when i'm gone
xoxo

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