I'm impatient for Loren to be home. He'll be home tomorrow, about 5pm he says. I wish he was here *now*. But I hope he's having a good time where he is. I wonder if he's actually going to bring me shoes, like he hinted? That would be nice, because I *do* need new shoes, but I don't wanna get my hopes up, you know, in case. ...though he *did* phone me all the way from Edmonton to ask what my shoe size was...on a cell phone... Anyway, I better up and off. Got cleaning to do so I can fuck off before my mom gets home (avoid fighting, yay! And *she* thinks it's just because I don't want to go on a driving lesson). . Rosie.
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