Monday, January 31, 2005
I'm at the Dollhouse, my second home, listening to Janna start dinner and looking up random medications online. The results are not what are expected, but make us laugh so hard that we cry on the ground.
Today we took an excursion to Xenia, stopping at a few places, listening to loud music and spilling our hearts. Janna and I get each other. We also know how to save a buck at the grocery store, something that will come in useful when we live together next year.
People at Screenplay who get me what I want a week earlier just because I ask nicely are my favorites.
Today is Crystal's birthday; Janna and I are cooking her dinner. It will be delicious; I don't know what everyone is worried about. I can cook darn well when I feel like it. And when I concentrate really, really hard.
Snow got lost last night; it was so scary. He finally came back at 2:00 AM, when the police officer was at Ben's house and I was freezing because I left my room in scrubs and a beater. No need for shoes. I picked up my DAE fleece and a pair of sneakers along the way. I just wanted to hug him and kiss him and cry, but I had to get back to my room. He's my baby. Thankfully, Krysten and Lisa let me go out and look for him, even though it was technically against the rules. They're the best ones.
Alfredo sauce, here I come.
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