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alas, poor eitenne is dead. i think.
eitenne is my ipod. when i went to update him this morning, i saw that all of my music was gone. i did the system restore- no dice. it says my drive can neither be read or written to.
oh the sadness. in a week where in having shit luck w/ technological things... this is just the icing on the cake. -
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Note to self:
Music for Azu-
Brown Eyed Girl
Fade Into You
Bouncin Round The Room
Box of Rain
Under the Milky Way - the church
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Did anyone else lose icons? Because I have several- which are active (or at least were active) which have been replaced by the ever sexy red x. -
note to self
Don't talk baseball with Matt. He doesn't get why you're upset, and he probably never will. -
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I am now the proud owner of a pair of birk clogs. And they were under 50, before shipping.
I'm excited. Between that and my new hair, it's been a good day. -
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So it's finals week. And I haven't updated in 2 weeks.
And I'm starving and noones around to eat lunch with which makes me sad.
And I have far too much shit to do and far too little time to do shit in. -
only in the city
i was walking to a taste of heaven to grab my lunch (an amazing 4 cheese grilled cheese sandwich and a cup of home made cream of tomato soup) and I see this old man sitting on one the the benches we have on the corner. It's not unusual for a bunch of old men to kind of congragate there, so its really not unusual to smell pipe smoke ( Read more... ) -
...and we're back
Home. I'm home. The cats don't know who I am, so they're in hiding, but I'm at home. In my house. Waiting for my husband.
I should go unpack. If any of my wine broke, I'ma be pissed.