Desert Sand Mica

Whatever, just crash it Bob...


Fun times. Ok, sorta fun.

We only went to Mark's party, I was feeling ick and not motivated to leave to go to my class party across town. I'm achy, irritable (no, reaallly?) and just generally feeling the crud coming on. At least it waited till class was over. (Course I do have my BIO final this weekend - don't remind me)

It was fun, but only because Marcy and Jody were there. The boys rode simulated motorcycles and we kicked ass on "win a billion tickets to get a piece of crap" games.

Now I am going to bed.


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