Friday, December 20, 2002

went to boss monica's for dinner today. her house is HUMONGOUS...and she and her husband sam are like these HUGE decorating fans...it's like walking into an art page....or one of those show homes...except for the fact that they live there...

my feet are officially DEAD. i mean....DEAD...like....FISHDEAD...like....yeh....dead.

oh. and i'm tired and dad's sick, so i'm gonna hit the sack.

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