Friday, November 11, 2005

Progress

Talked to girl roomie about the postcard. I just came right out and admitted that I read it. I feel so much better since we cleared that up. Apparently, Grandma doesn't undrestand automatic bank transfers. my credit is safe. whew!

Every body was having babies in my dreams last night. Somewhere in there, I had a night mare. I think I was knocked up and the father left me. I should have written it down, it really bothered me.

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