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the_real_thing @ 06:50 am: Ouch
I think I just broke my little toe.. Move your s**t!


p.s.

I really want to sing Marvin Gaye, and Tammi Terrel's "Ain't No Mountain High Enough" during a karaoke duet before I die.


That's all.

the_real_thing @ 07:08 am: 8 more days
I miss home already tho.

I miss sitting on the couch with Asharee and Steph watching movies until we pass out at 3 a.m. I miss going to Zion and getting wasted with the boys, and Jeanne Bean dancing in the living room. I miss my Joey bear and Wob baby talking to eachother. I even miss Hank jumping all over me and slobbering all over my face.

Vegas has been fun to visit. But it's clear that it's no longer my home. I left my heart in New York.

Oh well 8 days left to party with the people I love, and avoid the people I don't like.

the_real_thing @ 10:47 pm: Resolutions...more like a promises to myself
New Years Resolution #1: No more shitty guys.

New Years Resolution #2: Cut off all contact with shitty friends.



That's all for now. I'll add more when I think them up.