i was thinking about this on my way home from school:
i got an email from the sleigh a couple days ago saying to maybe email or call her back.
(the biggest cop out ever [siht like that via email])
but i realized that the only reason i would go over to her place would be to see her little sister.
i enjoyed her company and compassion.
oh. a home cooked meal from her mom would be good too.
her mom is fucking martha stewart, but maybe even better cuz shes not hooked up on all that hoitey-toiety shit.
i mean seriously, who cares kosher salt in their kitchen? especially when theyre not jewish.

but yeah... thats all i came up with.