Thursday, January 14, 2010

The Day That My Phone Was a Pain...

Woke up at 5ish, walked up to campus, studied, walked back home, thought about studying, felt lonely, went up to campus to practice Jiu Jitsu, practiced Jiu Jitsu, beat the guy-twice-my-size yet again, walked back home, went for a drive with James, looked at lights with James, laughed at people in parked cars with James, came back home, wrote my run-on sentence and went to sleep (a little later than I would have liked.)
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3 comments:

Deb said...

You didn't happen to meet James at a chemistry lab, did you? And what was up with your phone?

January 15, 2010 at 4:38 AM
Sarah said...

James is a friend I met when I hung out with Whitaker a lot last year. My phone wouldn't receive texts properly for some reason.

January 15, 2010 at 8:51 AM
Jane Babcock said...

This big guy that you keep beating up, why does he keep asking for humiliation? (Remind me to not provoke you!) Love, Grandpa Ken

January 17, 2010 at 11:43 AM

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