Today a bunch of kids from school were supposed to maybe come over and watch Alejandro Jodorowsky's The Holy Mountain and eat chips. They didn't come, which admittedly they said would be an option. Still, I feel sad because for a second there I thought I'd actually have social interaction. Instead I'm just sitting here eating ketchup chips. I just felt I should mention this, but I have nothing else to say right now about it.
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I'd have come if I weren't like a kagillion miles away, if that's any consolation...
Thanks Steph.
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