I might miss my world, but I don't want to live in yours.
Nyahh.
I am alive in my own perfect solitary bubble.
Okay. So I'm not, not really.
New things:
1) Happy shiny new books (YAY)
2) New Futurama movie (Jess knows all these already...)
3) Canada is 141!! YAYYY. (I don't care that much.)
4) Becky somehow managed to agree to go on a date with someone by accident. YEAH. WTF FTW. I am not pleased. Especially given the fact that, uh, I don't even remotely feel romantically intrigued and also I've never been on a real honest date. (No, only fake dishonest ones. ;P That's not true either...)
So, yeah. I feel really dumb about that last bit. The only thing more disturbing than that happening was the text message about it that I received yesterday when I got home (because my phone decided to start working only to torture me with dread and guilt and oh noes what have I done).
Somebody please help me figure out how to get this cootie-ridden boy away from me before I keel over from guilt. Please?
I am alive in my own perfect solitary bubble.
Okay. So I'm not, not really.
New things:
1) Happy shiny new books (YAY)
2) New Futurama movie (Jess knows all these already...)
3) Canada is 141!! YAYYY. (I don't care that much.)
4) Becky somehow managed to agree to go on a date with someone by accident. YEAH. WTF FTW. I am not pleased. Especially given the fact that, uh, I don't even remotely feel romantically intrigued and also I've never been on a real honest date. (No, only fake dishonest ones. ;P That's not true either...)
So, yeah. I feel really dumb about that last bit. The only thing more disturbing than that happening was the text message about it that I received yesterday when I got home (because my phone decided to start working only to torture me with dread and guilt and oh noes what have I done).
Somebody please help me figure out how to get this cootie-ridden boy away from me before I keel over from guilt. Please?