missy

posted by mihow on September 18th, 2002

I feel like poo. I do. Poo. This is why one should say “no” to wine. It’s 7:30 a.m. and we’re on our way to coffee. I can’t think. My phone is dead and I want to call Toby. I want my bed. I want to rest. My tummy hurts. Apparently, I’m falling apart. :) Off to metro. Later.

6 Responses to “missy”

  1. scbob Says:

    Mihow, call me about the weekend move plans.

  2. Megan Says:

    Sounds like a glorious day in the DC hood! Glorious! Hang in there, you only have a couple more weeks to go!

  3. mihow Says:

    Dude… a COUPLE MORE WEEKS?! That’s the longest hangover in history!

    Missy, I had fun. Thanks. But it’s killing me. :)

  4. Missy Says:

    I don’t know how I’m going to make it through the day. But yes, it was fun.

  5. mihow Says:

    I am not sure about that either… and just think, I am working after work. DAMN! I am just stupid. Oh well.

  6. Megan Says:

    Oh, sorry. I was going to say only a couple more weeks until you can have your regular bed in your soon to be regular apartment with toby. Soy retardando.

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