Here I am at the library at 9:34 pm, finishing Draft 1 of my first book of poems. I could be watching the Sox, but noooo. Celtics? Unh-unh. Oh, wait, they’re losing by 18 points?!! Okay, so I’ll just whine about how hungry I am instead of what I’m missing on TV. But, seriously, I have got to get a boyfriend.
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