so i have no idea what i was thinking when i said i was going to write everyday. sometimes my days are just not that interesting.
it's cold here. a good winter cold. people are nicer. the food choices are fantastic. and i get paid to be here. now if i could control my shopping, and find a damn pair of jeans that fit, i would be in good shape.
oh, and i am hoping my apartment with the loads of water damage miraculously dries out, gets re-done, and my stuff puts itself back in place. this is my hope. plane tickets are too much to go home...
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