Judging from your letter, I think I can safely say that your major is sloppy writing, right? Was your room on fire or something like that? My God Nelson!
Well, it sounds like you're having fun anyway. I still haven't found out who my roommate is. I probably don't even have a room. I'm really getting mad about it too.
Well, you failed to mention anything about your roommate(s). I hope he likes collages. Because we sent three up with Reen. I just hope she remembers them. After all the time we spent working on them, they better be up on your wall. I've got another one for you if I ever get around to mailing it.
As usual, nothing new to report from Warren. I can't understand why everything got so dull around here...all of a sudden! Oh shit, is that a joke or what? Well, I've only got two more weeks of it left so I think I just might survive, but don't count on it.
I'm taking Mardi and her mother to the airport on the 16th I think. That ride home is going to be murder with her mother crying the whole way back to Warren and then some. I don't think I'll be able to stand it myself! (I think I need more practice typing, don't you?)
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