Jun 26, 2006 10:54
So as I sit here drinking my glass of vodka and fresca, I contemplate the rest of the day.
Which, inevitably, will be uneventful.
I don't have anyone to hangout with, the one person who might want to is working,....whatever. I get further into it but I'd prefer not to.
Steve's leaving for Ireland. Again. He doesn't want to move in with his mom and her boyfriend since, yet again, she doesn't want to/can't get a place for they're family. So, tired of staying at other people's houses, he's going to stay with his dad for a few months. After the band's second show, we're having a party for him. Definitely. He's leaving the next day, sadly. It kind of depresses me because it just reminds me even more of the fact that once I leave, I'm probably never going to see these people ever again. I want to, see them that is. Hopefully they'll be around when i come back on the weekends.
Well, I think thte vodka is finally going to my head. Maybe not, since I'm still really tired.
I have to finish the slave labor that my mother left me.