Larke:i hate my play right now Larke:actually Larke:I want to throw it out the window Plante: haha, right when you said that oprah was on (dont ask) and this woman with post partum was like I WANNA THROW MY BABY OUT THE WINDOW
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Larissa: how are the kiddies! Larke: like herding chickens Larke: or cats Larke: something unherdable anyway Larissa:
also, jonathen safran foer is a much better writer then me. I finished everythings illuminated and I was bawling. he also is a similar writer to me. which is why we should reproduce and I will tend to the children while he writes fantastic books. I am takeing a martin mcdounagh break before starting incredably loud and extreamly close.
my far the most stressful part of my job is the rule that I cant jaywalk/must obey ALL traffic laws while I am walking with my students. It makes me SO twitchy. I think I need to go run through red lights after their curfew.
So I saw another kind of masscara at duan reede that lenthens, seperates AND lifts. I am tottally having buyers remorse. Do you think if I jumped ship from lj to blogger I would have deeper, more interesting posts?