I want less things in my room and i want to get rid of all my normal clothes and i am only allowed to have crazy shirts. too many things on each shelf piles and stuff i can't throw away which has happened to me before when i used to keep a fridge in my bedroom. the cat is sick threw up his breakfast. me and sam and emma are sick didn't throw up our breakfasts. don't let me forget the camera the battery is charging over there. i'm getting a lot of recommendations from girls i "know" and have "known" for a very long time. something's not right because i took my pills before breakfast and tried to release a cake straight from the oven burn mark on my arm in the shape of a Y. i scratched it and sprung a leak. man plans and god laughs and man plans and god laughs which is something i said twice. Casserole mode. very similar to other modes of mine such as nurse, maid, wife, and computer. sometimes i forget how lucky i am that i quit that job i was "lucky" to have. because now life is pretty much all about hanging out and thinking about what i want to happen to me. sam says the only things you can do in new york anymore are eat chinese food and get your nails done. Because everything else is too expensive and thank god she likes to do both. i sit on the floor and buy purses and ride a bike and make dinner with my friends and you can do that in new york if you are lucky like priya b.