I do not want to work. And I mean at all. Must get going. Must bribe myself with the play "Becket." Cannot go unless I get a page written. Yeah. And if that doesn't work I am holding St. Thomas Becket personally responsible. We've been through a lot together so far, Thomas. Don't fail me now!
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haha. you totally didn't get a page done before the play, did you?=) thanks for this weekend! it was so nice just to chillax with you girls!
Well, I figure that is entirely justified considering that the play began an hour earlier than Andrea at first thought. God is merciful even if you aren't! Spirit of the law rather than the letter, you pharisee! Becket agrees with me as well.
And I had a good time, too. By the way, realistically speaking, Wednesday is probably a much better day for me to go shopping for that dress.
... but what will you wear till then?
... Oh, another dress. gotcha.
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