So life is kind of crappy; I can deal. I can make lemonade from lemons.
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Kessel called me a good man during the Hillelathon. I do not remember if it was for my work or something else, but it was probably because I was getting food, seeing that the time I posted it was just after I got back to Hillel from Veggie Heaven. I do have to say that every time I was down the street with his credit card in my pocket, it is tempting to think about going shopping or on a vacation to a normal state like New York...
Okay Ashleigh, get real.
Time to get dressed after being up for almost an hour. I have to go pick up Arthur from the Covert Body Shop on Fifth street, go back to Hillel to get food, as Margo (maybe it's because she's Jewish!) convinced me to take home leftovers from Friday. I also forgot my stupid portfolio at Hillel; I hope it's still there. I don't even remember where I last had it, the social hall, maybe? Damn me. Oh yeah, I also have to work from 11:15-2:30. If anyone needs me, I have my cell phone, and COMMENT, COMMENT, COMMENT!