Monday, February 9, 2009
the saddest part about having no friends...
On the weekends I go to the mall because that's where the Indonesians hide their groceries and their English books. When I go there I pass a creperie called "D'Crepes" and every time I think, "Oh man, that place gives me d'crepes." But alas, no one ever chuckles. Except me. And then everyone looks. Sigh.
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sometimes i thinks something is funny and disgusting all at once and i want to throw my head back in a jerry blank laugh but i realize i cannot do it justice the way sara can. so i give up. and wish the real deal were here.
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