December 1 2001 1.50 PM

i know this is what everyone is saying, but i really cant believe its December of 2001. it is quite nearly 2002. 2002 is a year that does not exist in my mind. but at least its good luck, its a palindrome! i have begun to wrap and send the few xmas presents i have bought. i /love/ sending xmas presents. it seriously fills me up with happy. i love giving presents in general. i dont particularly like to shop and spend money on presents, but i find this is a common trend, so i dont feel so bad about it.

it is mysteriously dark out for 2PM on a Saturday afternoon. i woke up and thought it was about 6. (i woke up at 12.30.) i was very sad when i discovered that only 3 of my pictures from my roll came out, and i was very very sad when i thought that roll was the one of the last night we were here. but i believe i found that one in my bag. i cant wait to see the picture of me and Adam stumbling down the steps at Turner at 6.30 in the morning, ha ha ha. i'll post the best ones when i get a chance.

My car is well again. after spending a day at Gus Cooper's Texaco, she is purring like the station wagon she is, and the mustang she aspires to be. good luck chevy caprice!

i dont really want to talk about last night. it wasnt very fun and i realized i have matured a /lot/ since i went to Savannah. thats all i need to say about that.

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