my blog, where everything is everything fa sheezy

my blog, where everything is everything fa sheezy

Saturday, December 27, 2003

my aunt and cousins came an hour early for our lunch thing, but decided to go out for a walk (to help us out. we're never on time, as a family). anyway, I'm at the top of the stairs semi-panicking and going to shower, when I hear Mere go "I'm going to wake up ali...!" and she doesn't know I'm there and comes up the stairs all clean and nicely-dressed with this glow in her eyes... I know what that glow is and I've decided I'm allergic to productivity.

Also, when I came in here to blog she has laid out a second bed next to hers cuz Andrew (the bf) is coming tonight. It's pretty much the cutest thing ever. I also learned that the D on this keyboard seems to be .. shitty.
posted by Alison 12:59 PM

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Why should I not publish my diary? I have often seen reminiscences of people I have never even heard of, and I fail to see - because I do not happen to be a 'Somebody' - why my diary should not be interesting. My only regret is that I did not commence it when I was a youth.

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