hiding from yourself
i don't really have anything to say...just thought i'd post because...well because i don't think i have in a couple days, though i could be wrong...anway...today was uneventful...my car is broken so i can't do anything untill i can get it fixed...so i sat home...all day...and listend to the presistant and never ending typing of my father on the computer...and yet be bitches at me for being on it when i'm at most on it four hours a day, and he's on pretty much ever second he's home, if he's not sleeping that is...but hey, he can do that it's his computer, hell, he'll bitch at you if you fix it for him...cause he has no idea what the hell's wrong, he'll be damned if anyone else does. anyway, once again, i'm just rambling, and i have nothing to talk about so i'm just gonna complain...have fun in you're meaningless or meaningfull for the few that have one, lives, good bye