2004-11-25 | 2:11 a.m.
ode to my sweater
Song: U2 - Original of the Species
It's 2am and I'm still thinking about U2.

It's like an addiction. I NEEEEED to get the U2//The Best of 1990-2000 cd. I already have the Best of 1980-1990, thanks to Big Lo for letting me copy it back in 8th grade. I need to complete my collection. I NEEED TO. NEED. *yanks at hair*
Ode to my black sweater.
You matched everything, you were classy, and fit perfectly in all the right places. I could complete you with a flower pin or any pair of jeans in my closet. Alas, your death was swift. Just as I was dancing infront of my mirror to Vertigo, you split at the seams, from my armpit to my waist. You now reside in the trashcan of a grave that I've buried you in. I will miss you.
Since the girls and I will be getting up at 4am to go shopping on Black Friday, I will hopefully find another sweater as good as the last. Shit, we're crazy.
Thanksgiving will be fun. Football, baking, dinner, meeting up with childhood friends. I can't wait! YEEEE!!!
Ok. I can sleep easy now that I've paid tribute to my favorite sweater.
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