i hate boston »
wow yesterday sucked. first of all,
«i had to come back to boston. boston just plain sucks. then on the greyhound up,
«i was stuck in the bathroom seat because i was the last person on the bus. i think
«the fumes from the potty gave me a big ol' stinkin headache which plagued me until late at night. and once i got back to my dorm,
«i got stuck in an elevator.
«for an hour and a half. and to top it all off,
«classes started today. i want to take a nap.
blugh.
and since tax time is coming...
EDIT (030205 944p): ok so honestly the hour and a half in the elevator wasn't so bad, thanks to my partner in crime. in fact it was kind of fun. especially when the building's super would bang on the elevator doors and ask us if we needed anything. um, yeah, to get out of there? anyways, what would he have done, pushed a soda through the airvent? also the rescuers thought i was a girl. well, not really, but they referred to us as girls. presumably because i was busy talking on the phone so my cohort was doing the talking and she's a girl. but maybe they know something that i don't. kinky.
«i had to come back to boston. boston just plain sucks. then on the greyhound up,
«i was stuck in the bathroom seat because i was the last person on the bus. i think
«the fumes from the potty gave me a big ol' stinkin headache which plagued me until late at night. and once i got back to my dorm,
«i got stuck in an elevator.
«for an hour and a half. and to top it all off,
«classes started today. i want to take a nap.
blugh.
and since tax time is coming...
bunnie: wow taxes suckso the pressing question is, do homeless people file taxes?
bunnie: i hear H and R block do them for free if you make under a certain income
bunnie: i wonder how true that is
bunnie: wouldn't everyone be running to them?
bunnie: homeless....?
balthazar: do homeless people file taxes?
bunnie: sometimes they own property
bunnie: wait that makes no sense
balthazar: hahahahahahaha
EDIT (030205 944p): ok so honestly the hour and a half in the elevator wasn't so bad, thanks to my partner in crime. in fact it was kind of fun. especially when the building's super would bang on the elevator doors and ask us if we needed anything. um, yeah, to get out of there? anyways, what would he have done, pushed a soda through the airvent? also the rescuers thought i was a girl. well, not really, but they referred to us as girls. presumably because i was busy talking on the phone so my cohort was doing the talking and she's a girl. but maybe they know something that i don't. kinky.
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