lights will guide you home and ignight your bones.
this has been one helluva longass week.
(pronounced hell-eww-vah.)
i have never been so stressed out in my entire life.
to the point that i have a seizure on the floor at lunch today when people ask me what is wrong.
i love my friends.
they are the sole reason i am still breathing now at the end of this shittay week.
ugh.
but its over.
next week will be better.
and if it sucks then once again i have morgan, jackie and the rest of the crew to get me through it.
and possible boy 1, 2 or 3.
oh my god i almost forgot.
there was a brandon flowers look-a-like at fido tonight.
i love fido.
every boy in there tonight was absolutely gorgous.
especially the bf lookalike. who kept coming over to our booth. and when he was out of earshot i would yell "i love you!"
because i did.
singing to fix you with the windows down on the way home from nashville was nice.
(luvin the friends.)
and friday.
and boy nuimber 3.
ugh. im so tired. bedtime. mmm sleeping in. busy day ahead. g'night loves.