I almost never have easy access to Girl Scout cookies, and it makes me Very Sad. I want Samoas!!
Lee: On the legal panel, also Being Kind and restaurants in LA.
Alibelle gets makeup and dancing as well.
I have realized the truth about my grad school social life: It is the very definition of "if I knew then what I know now." I am seriously considering emailing The Boy I Like because my friend likes his roommate, and I think they would be cute together. The good news? It's all fun, and none of it matters. Sweet.
Oh lord, sara. The good news is, your brother will do the right thing for sure, even though he's beating himself up right now.
It's all fun, and none of it matters. Sweet.
wants to be Jesse's life. This grownup earning a living thing sucks.
I will have gone FOUR days without dancing, before I get to go to my next dance class, so I'd probably find it difficult talking about something other than that.
::laughs and laughs::
Lee -- you're the X-treme sushi pimp. With hat.
Jesse, have you told The Boy You Like that You Like him?
sara -- your brother sounds like the type who needs to beat himself up some. Also, sounds like he's eventually sensible.
Jesse, have you told The Boy You Like that You Like him?
Oh lord no. I think it's still possible he has a girlfriend. But! We did sit next to each other!!
Yay, jesse, Alibelle and ita found me specialities!
Jesse (edit: and ita), I know. I just feel bad for him. I think there are a lot of things at play in his emotions( like the fact he got out, kid is same age as his own, he didn't keep in very close touch with his army friends and now he's losing them, the weirdness of transition from an Army community to a grad school one,) and he just dribbles them out bit by bit for the rest of us to hold his hands through. You can't push him. But he's always felt deep and pretended to be a hardass.
psst, Lee: Alibelle did, too.
But he's always felt deep and pretended to be a hardass.
Yeah, I can't even imagine. Even more so because I can
kind of
imagine, if you know what I mean. Poor your bro.