nervous.
so i’m going to a movie with a friend tonight, and beforehand, we’re going to wendy’s for frosties. that wendy’s is about 60 feet from Jeannie’s front door.
i’m having anxiety just thinking about it. expect a full rundown on the pending freakout later, but fuck.
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crosses fingers for a good night.
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note to self.. no more frosty’s.. well.. not that one at least.. can’t let frosty’s = badness.. but that’s normal.. unfortunately..
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