graceland's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Lockdown doesn't mean locked out I really don't think it would be possible for me to retain any more water, my skin feels like a sausage casing about to burst. My ankles look huge to my eyes. It's disgusting. This must what getting old is all about. It's not even that hot, I guess it's because of my period. This weekend I am going to start the Master Cleanse again. I need to clean out my system. Not too much to report. This week has been very chill. Tomorrow night I am hosting a cocktail party at my apartment for a friend's birthday and then going to dinner with her family and friends from home. Should be a nice time. I may stay here for the weekend. Just relax and work out. Funds are low, so I have to keep it chill. I just locked myself out on my terrace. I had to yell thru a crack in the slider for my roommate to free me. She wasn't too happy about that. What can you do? These things happen. 10:33 p.m. - 2004-06-24 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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