Lackadaisical lust is all that you are to me these days.
Sitting in front of my computer on a fucking humid/hot day looking frantically for a person to accompany me to see Flogging Molly...for fucking free...and having no luck. You'd think people would enjoy my company enough to take a free ticket and go hang out at a show for a while. Meh, fuck it. I might end up flaking on the show if no one calls me back. Suck. On the bright side of things, my paper may get done this evening at least :\ even though I don't want to do anymore with it. I can bullshit this entire paper and get away with it because my class is fucking that easy. I also have other homework that should be completed as well, but we'll see how that will go. Next week is my last fucking weeking of class and then i have 2 finals on the 7th and I'm free. Ahhhhhhhh June 11th is approaching too fast, but I'm graciously awaiting it. I'm having a "Going away hungover" party June 8-9 at my apartment. Call me and let me know if you're coming. Certain people should stop being so far away and making me miss them constantly and causing me to revert to their presense as a topic of bloggersation. Fuck life, it's too complicated and self-centered, I just wish everything would revolve around me. That would be fucking awesome. So be it.