My life is a novel; a perfectly beautiful novel. I'd say a movie, a bit like a cross between Pride & Prejudice, Hitch, a chick flick and some impossible cobination of anime, but the threads of plot have been taking too long to pack into an hour and a half. Just now, I feel like the story is getting to the good part. The part that's more than I ever ( Read more... )

Drinking.

Came home at 12:30 and thought everyone was asleep; thought wrong. Elizabeth was up with the lights off I suppose. I got a mail from Laura so I stepped outside to answer it and didn't lock the door behind me. I came back and Elizabeth had locked me out. The light was on in her room next to the door so I locked on it. She flipped out. "YOU' ( Read more... )