I am losing my fucking mind. True to form, I am compiling yet another list of goals I am unlikely to accomplish. Fuck.
Goals for the spring semester:
-Pass Praxis II
-Go to the Brimfield Antique Show/Flea Market
-Have a picnic
-Fall in love (preferably with someone who loves me back)
-Visit my grandparents more often
-Convince my parents to get a dog
-Steal a baby
-Make a burrito that does not taste like ass
-Stop being a fucking moron
-Get arrested with Dylan Klegraefe
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Saturday, February 13, 2010
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"Visit my grandparents more often" and "get arrested with Dylan Klegraefe" are in every list you make. However, both of those are still to be accomplished.
Work on that.
Also, I love it.
Babe, I know. We never get arrested...and it's starting to frustrate me immensely. Will you come visit Meems with me?
Love,
Ednerly
Get an Akita and let me pet it please.
Akita is a great idea. But can you never reveal my secret identity again? Thanks babe.
Love,
Agent Edna
Oh, gosh, can we please go on a double date picnic? That would be a-fucking-mazing.
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