It is fucking cold already.
I'm un-showered, and I must wait to shower until after my jog. It might be awhile; it takes much effort for me to put on my white tennis shoes and sweats and to step out into the outside air that breathes far too cold for early November. The sun is shining, making it all the more brisk. I have no motivation but for legs that are growing far too
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I don't work 'til Thursday, but I'm going to switch shifts with whomever will be nice enough to help a girl out.
We bought the tickets! Do you want to carpool there? We don't know our way.
(If you drive we'll buy you a t-shirt or something. Whatever you want.)
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