eh
this whole being at home thing, really starting to piss me off. I mean, you reach for the damn light swith and get the wrong one; you never know what the hell is on the stairs; you go downstairs at one and even in her prime you little sister can't stay up that late...I mean really, 10th grade..come on it's the holidays and you crash on the sofa with lights on while watching Gilmore Girls. Need my roommate fix...must watch bad movies on demand. Must finalize the ingredients to "sex with dan." Must get back to Auburn.