I am so dead. Second time since last summer that I was up and operating for 22 hours. Now I'm pretty rested but also pretty sure I'll be awake tonight. Ali and I decided on a name for Quinn. I said Quinn, she said Oliver or Olive. So I established Lord Oliver Quinn. It suits him. Or Mr. Quimby, the hot guy from Pride & Prejudice.
Yesterday I got burnt from standing in the sun, didn't sell that many fireworks. Well the people did, I didn't do shit. Then later we went to see Up. I think I got a kick out of the short in the beginning than the whole movie although I was laughing like a little kid the whole time. It was good. Before that she bought me starbucks and the two black guys were saying how gross the drink I ordered was. Iced Green Tea Late. It's not that gross, I think it's delicious.
Todaaay, I might get to see my baist fran I've been religiously talking to on the phone for the past week. I still need to shower and make my room up and clean Oliver's face from puppy food. He's really into throwing things off of high places. Then jumping off that high place.
My sister finally got a charger for the Mac so I'm on it. I'm very much used to the soft keys on the keyboard, not the giant ones on the PC. Pain in my ass just to type my email. This'll be a great day. Also because I found my magic straw from disneyland in my sisters room!!
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