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Spent the day helping fava_bean move. I am very tired now, and I didn't even do a hell of a lot. Also, I'm now in love with Isaac, the indy rock geek chic starving artist musician who moved her stuff. That boy had nice arms.

fava_bean lent me a t-shirt of hers when it became too hot to wear a sweatshirt any longer. I'm now sporting a Starbucks tee with the logo above my boobs, with two hearts on either side, and "A Latte of Love" written on the back. I am such a tool. A cute boy passed me and stared, but I couldn't tell if he was looking at my boobs or the lame-o Starbucks logo with the hearts drawn around it. Oy.

Now I feel grubby, so I will contemplate showering.