JER$EY $HORE

Lisa + Nate

Meg + Joe

SMELL MY FINGERS

Here we are sitting up in our room. While daddy (our third roommate) showers, we are just waiting around for some people to show up. The other night we sat over at my boyfriend's apartment and made an "Event" on facebook. I woke up the next morning regretting it because every event I have ever been invited to in the past has had a guest list of over 50. We designed it to be a teenie-tiny get together, but we accidentally left the option open to have our guest invite their friends.

Almost went to the gym today, but used my congested nose and head as an excuse not to go. I'm a sad case. Didn't even have classes today. Am I becoming the definition of a "public?" Somebody whip me into shape, please.

Until I get whipped into a shape I am proud of, I will continue to drink Mr. Rossi because he and I both know...it has been a long tiimee.

-J

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