we'll make you swallow your words.
i am currently sitting on my new balcony
awaiting the return of the cute cable man.
i hope i dont get charged because he had to make two visits.
anyways.
: ) for new places.
someone is yelling at me from across the street.
telling me happy birthday.
it's not my birthday.
now, or even for a long time.
i suppose i should put on socks.
i wish i knew how to hit on people.
but i really lack all skill in that department.
it makes me hope that god made me that way,
so that a boy can pick me up.
at least, i hope one does sometime soon.
life is lacking in that department as well.
trying to drill through concrete is apparently impossible.
it's taken him forever.
and it's not working.
to me it sounds like there is metal.
but apparently, he doesn't hear that.
i suppose it's just me.
this poor boy has to work so late.
it's 6.45 and he just got another call.
i wouldn't want to install cable.
i have to go meet my mom at the hospital later.
she's waiting for a friend to have an mri.
i know how long that takes, and i dont want her to wait alone again.
i am currently obsessed with CSS.
can't get enough of them.
left behind, is the most amazing song.
the cable boy just told me it's his birthday.
now i feel horrible.
he is so cute.
this is the stupidest entry of my life.
i just cant stop typing.
i love clonazepam.
ps. becoming an addict..
worst idea of my life. |
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