Tuesday, April 20, 2004

My nails are now stubs. I'm not sure why I've been biting them, but now every one of my finger tips hurt. I even chew on the raw skin that's left, and no matter how often I tell myself to cut it out, before I can even think one more hateful word, I catch myself knawing. Maybe it's nerves. You know, I hate flying. And I hate visiting strangers. And I hate waking up for school every morning. Yep. It's gotta be nerves.
Mom and I leave for Vegas on Friday morning. She and Mark broke up last night, so we need to find a new shmuck to drive us to the airport. Gonna be there through Sunday.
Monday night, Amanda, Steph and I are going to see Death Cab for Cutie and Ben Kweller. Robby's meeting us there. Afterward, I'm getting my first tattoo. Always exciting.

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