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Speaking of Dreams...

Been a craaaazy couple of days, but today was rejuvenating. I got to hang out with Dave, between wrestling and tickling matches, chilling out on the couch panting in a giggling heap of knees and elbows, stealing onions from his side salad for my sandwich, and giving him a quick tour of the now-electronically-savvy basement. The electronics weren't really the main focus *winks* but he had to leave a few minutes later.

In all the insanity, it seems like I won't be moving in for at least another month. I start my new job at Giant Eagle tomorrow, and the gal in charge of the house I'm moving into decided that I wouldn't need the rent-free three months now. She really thinks it would be better, since I have a job, to pay for it myself (the last girl who lived rent-free for a set amount of time mooched extra months). So...definetely delayed until I figure out my job schedule and continue convincing my dad I'm capable of surviving independently.

Another perk to this week is deciding to write a paper on Langston Hughes and paging through his wonderful infamous poetry. I absolutely LOVE how he uses words. Check this out.

Gather out of star-dust
Earth-dust,
Cloud-dust,
And splinters of hail,
One handful of dream-dust
Not for sale.

Isn't he wonderful?

Love and miss you all

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Deb said…
Yes, Hughes is pretty wonderful.

So you're not at Wendy's at all? (The girls and I were there the other day, and we looked for you!)

Which Giant Eagle will you be at?
25/1/06 9:32 PM
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