i'm going out to the valentines day square dance tonight. what am i, crazy? why yes, i am.
our 2300 roses came in today. we proccessed them all in record time, but my hands have started the skummy/poked/cut up/hives thing that just comes with a v-day. d joked that no one would want to dance with her tonight.
why is it so hard to sleep more and eat more? i wish i had more control sometimes.
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