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I always eat way too much macaroni on thanksgiving.
but who could have too much macaroni??
I fell asleep on the plane and then abruptly woke and found the man next to me looking at me and smiling. I think I must have made one of those weird sleeping sounds....or,I hope I made a weird sleeping sound and he wasn't just staring at me and smiling the whole time I was asleep. The guy was a little strange. During landing, he turned up his headphones and broke into song. I was like "seriously???..." Whatever, that's why flying's fun...
apparently the moon is still rocking the 80's night, even on thanksgiving.
so yesterday, I was in my room reading and I heard dorian making these scratching sounds...these litter-box-esk scratching sounds. I looked over and saw him sitting on my blanket. And yes, upon further investigation, a large pile of shit was discovered. I gave him a look and he wandered off. I guess he's mad that I haven't been home a lot lately....but really, pooping on the blanket?? And now Im gone for two more days, so hopefully he won't turn my entire room into a litter box while I'm gone.
It's sad when you have to take care of an exboyfriend when you run into him at a restuarant and he's too drunk to remember where his table is.
"Sad Shit"
It was one of those moments when I was really glad not to be involved anymore. I see him talk to a girl and there's no jealousy, just an over whelming need to check on said girl and possibly rescue that girl from any and all drunken behavior.
THANK god I don't care anymore.....
I don't think Im glad to be here. Only in very specific ways. but Im glad not to be in alexandria. I guess holidays will never be ideal. But when were they ever? I wish I were back in baton rouge!
But happy thanksgiving...and happy weekend...
but who could have too much macaroni??
I fell asleep on the plane and then abruptly woke and found the man next to me looking at me and smiling. I think I must have made one of those weird sleeping sounds....or,I hope I made a weird sleeping sound and he wasn't just staring at me and smiling the whole time I was asleep. The guy was a little strange. During landing, he turned up his headphones and broke into song. I was like "seriously???..." Whatever, that's why flying's fun...
apparently the moon is still rocking the 80's night, even on thanksgiving.
so yesterday, I was in my room reading and I heard dorian making these scratching sounds...these litter-box-esk scratching sounds. I looked over and saw him sitting on my blanket. And yes, upon further investigation, a large pile of shit was discovered. I gave him a look and he wandered off. I guess he's mad that I haven't been home a lot lately....but really, pooping on the blanket?? And now Im gone for two more days, so hopefully he won't turn my entire room into a litter box while I'm gone.
It's sad when you have to take care of an exboyfriend when you run into him at a restuarant and he's too drunk to remember where his table is.
"Sad Shit"
It was one of those moments when I was really glad not to be involved anymore. I see him talk to a girl and there's no jealousy, just an over whelming need to check on said girl and possibly rescue that girl from any and all drunken behavior.
THANK god I don't care anymore.....
I don't think Im glad to be here. Only in very specific ways. but Im glad not to be in alexandria. I guess holidays will never be ideal. But when were they ever? I wish I were back in baton rouge!
But happy thanksgiving...and happy weekend...