and now for something completely different
this may not work, cuz their bandwith gets all wonky.
Also, I've grown a liking to people that call you at home, and ask you where you are. I was tempted to give Sudan as my answer. ::coughcoughdecodidthatcoughcough::
::hears a BANG THUMP dripdripdripdrip::
I think my upstairs neighbor was just murdered.
But yeah, last night my dad flipped out, and asked me to move out. Said I have two weeks to move.
Totally ruined my night, and left me in lil mentally unstable crumbles.
At around 11, he took it all back, and gave me some money for gas. Suuuure I'll spend it on gas.
So, I decided to take two atarax, and sleep for about 15 hours. I missed my first class, and I'm not gonna go to school until my second class starts. This will make me miss the lil lunch thing we do @ the mount, but ::shrugs:: I'm re-couping my basic mental sanity here. The thought of living on the street... doesn't really do it for me.
That and the drugs haven't worn off yet.