Meh.
I went out to my friend Jess and Kirk's house last night. I was on the internet talking to Tyler for a while. Which was awesome, until it crapped out on me. So then we all drank and danced and had a ball. But, I was still miserably depressed the whole time.
And then, this morning, I had to have Jess drive me back to campus so I could go to English 1101. And write some shitty pretend paper thing about a really great poem. While hung over. I actually looked kind of human this morning for class, even though I feel like shit.
There is no excuse in the world to not buy Campbell's soup. I almost ate some Laura Lynn soup crap and wanted to vomit. No excuse not to pay the 15 extra cents.
I need a nap. And a hug.