I just had a major brainfart and accidentally took two of my antidepressants, and now my head is all wonky. Whoops.
My stupid landlord has been MIA for over a month now, and we STILL don't have a working oven. Also, a bunch of the siding has fallen off the front of our house, and the pieces that are still hanging on flap in the wind right outside my window all night, making me constantly paranoid that the apocalypse is nigh.
I really like sitting in the living room and listening to Dan quietly arguing with Truman. Needless to say, Dan is losing the argument.
Colombian Boy and I actually had the "are we officially dating dating?" conversation, and decided that yes, we are. So, that's neat.
I want it to be Thursday now so I can go see Harry Potter. NOW. Also, by then I will be finished with the metric shit ton of work I have to do. Blergh.
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I bet if you put Truman in a box and sent him to me, you would really like imagining that you could hear me loving him from far away.
ReplyDeletedear mr. president the cat,
ReplyDeletePLEASE COME PLAY WITH ME
dear fatty,
COME DRINK WITH ME