Finding roaches in the pot?
SO I cleaned up my room all nice and pretty. Plenty of space to roll around in. I also figured out how to use our new cd burner so I have music on CD now. Yay! I have been fighting off overwhelming wafts of depression thinking about Mike with his new girlfriend. It make's me want to throw up this taco bell in my stomace. I called him up a couple minutes ago, and he was still with his new girlie, and being a real cock on the phone. Oh, well. I wonder if he is going to get coffee with me tomorrow or not. I need to see him one last time, and know that he is happier with her then he would be with me. I'll be fine then. I just need him to give me some good advice on my life plans and so forth. He knows what's good for me. I love him too much. Love hurts. Especially when I know it's all my fault. Maybe we can sort some form of friendship out of this whole mess. On a brighter note, I hung out with Lou tonight. That was great. He cracks me up. We went to Taco Bell because the Denny's we were near was out of business. Bizarre huh? OKay I need some sleep before the depression faries come back.