So I smell like my best friend, Im talking to my ex girlfriend planning our March for Equality this Sunday as well as our L Word marathon/pizza/sign making souree tomorrow, Ive just eaten a whole 8-pack of Butterfingers, I can stop sneezing, I miss the girl I love, I have a bitchin' cankersore on my bottom lip, my face is a disaster area, my room's a mess, gotta pee, watching August Rush, thinking about running my usual 3 miles in the AM...and Im still really damn happy right now.

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