Aug 27, 2006 11:24
i love drunken text messages at 1.30 am. no honestly, i do, so long as they're from him. they always make me smile. and they're always pretty suggestive.
he finally decided, and he'll be here for the briefs show. a little less than three weeks away. i'm so excited i could explode.
i hate work.
i want to sleep all day.
i'm tired of unpacking, and i really need a dresser. damn.