Roger: Joanie, I can’t read your writing.
Joan: It’s perfectly clear … “correspondence”- Mad Men, 3x13 Shut the Door. Have a Seat
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November 9, 2009
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He is so fucking beautiful.
November 8, 2009
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FYI: My plan failed, I did indeed fall asleep at around
6:30 am after having randomly made the odd decision to download and watch the first episode of The Vampire Diaries (go ahead, judge me), my excuse being Ian Somerhalder is beautiful. Ahem. Anyway, woke up at 5 pm, with what is most likely the calm before the storm a.k.a. a shitload of sniffling before I get my monthly cold. My eyes have been burning for the past few hours (and not in the super awesome Scott Summers kind of way), a good sign of incoming sickness. UGH. FML. Haven’t remotely started my history essay due this week…literally the list of topics has been glued to my desktop for 2 weeks wating for my decision. Now I’m about to have a whopper and KFC potato salad for dinner. I know. I KNOW. And just when you thought it couldn’t get any worse, I’ve just started listening to Marilyn Manson… What is happening to me?!
