Friday, March 14, 2003

I love you Mom, but....

Mom calls: There's this club, Curves? And it's just for women, and I think you might really like it, and...Mom. I know all about Curves. I even-- And I talked to the people there, and the prices are--- Mom. Rachel goes there. I know what the prices are, I just -- And I think you might really like it, plus it'd be good for you, and--Mom. I know all about Curves. The only reason I haven't joined is because I can't afford to. Oh. And they wonder were I got my habit of talking so much. We're going out to Curves on Saturday morning, 9 AM, to try it out. Way to start out the day. 9 AM, Curves (southwest). 11 AM, meeting at church (waaaaay north) about choirchimes. 1 PM, meeting at the insurance office (south) about house insurance. And then I have to finish the other 25 pages of GIT notes before 19:30 when Z runs Mage. Exam Monday-Exam Friday-Exam Monday-Exam Friday. I hate school.

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