"Where Hungry People Like to Eat..."

DUDE. DC PEOPLE. THIS MEANS ZARA. MAJA. JESSICA. AND DILI. COMMENT ON THIS POST.

I need to know how many tickets to order. Kind of important, giez. *pokepokepokepoke* And if we all agree on this, um, Mum says I'm not allowed to order the tickets unless you pony up the cash up front. O:D So. If it's go that I get tickets, plz send money. Hamlet is seventeen dollars and Ros&Guil is thirty-four. If it's not go, the numbers and ordering information are in that post. If you haven't already got the dates up and clear, dooooooooo iiiiiiiiiiit.

<333 Thank you for bearing with me and my OCD at organising.

"And Bathe My Skin in Water Cool and Cleansing..."

I'm not doing so good right now. Sort of disengaged with everything.

Slept five hours Sunday night and was fine the next day; slept past eleven to-day and was late for Chem. Work to-day; Linda's leaving. Told me she gave her two weeks' notice. To-morrow not much either; must clean room. Thought process tending to be a lot like this entry. Think that maybe fuse has finally lit explosive and now that I am exploded am much behaving like an empty/broken shell.

Trying. Gail Thursday. Haven't seen her in a long time. My lips are chapped and they hurt.