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Happy Birthday to Me
Monday, May 5th is my birthday. And I'm stuck spending it in Bowling Green,
frantically trying to get two papers in by 5pm that day, and possibly going
to one of the local watering holes to celebrate the fact that I'm now a
quarter of a century old. How did I really want to spend it? At home, with
my friends, and possibly going to see the X-men sequel. And with Fuffy,
can't forget about him.
At least it looks nice here in Bowling Green. The grass, for the next two
weeks anyways, is green. I actually have a lilac bush in front of my
window, so my apartment smells pretty nice. And I have a squirrel with
white ears that comes around to see what's up. One of the professors, who's
seen as the hardass of the department, actually wished me a happy
birthday. So maybe it won't be all that bad, but I'd still
rather spend it with Wolverine and Fuffy than looser history grad students.
In other news, two of my friends are going through a rather nasty break
up. I thought Tom and Nicole was the divorce of the century, but I guess
Dave and Emily's got nothing on them. What's really sad about this whole
situation is that I'd rather talk about this than do my paper about religion
in Colonial Philadelphia. Exciting life I lead, huh?
Tune in next week, as I get ready to get the hell out of BG. Until then,
take care, and it's my birthday, and I'll cry if I want to. Love and
kisses, Kelly
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