Today is a rice day.
Yesterday this boy from my music history class from two semesters ago was supposed to come over. We would flirt a lot and he'd make dirty remarks to what I wore to class. I made it a point to dress up and look pretty and then he didnt come over because of work or something lame. Meh. I'm more pissed that I wasted dressing up on a boy that I dont't really like.
I'm going back to Lake County eventually today. Tonight's plan is to get a drink with Jill, Rob, Becky and whoever else that is home and over 21. No lushness for me. Not yet.
Thats what Saturday night is for.
What I want most for my birthday is hot sex.
So I somehow kicked a hole in my wall. My poor apartment is falling apart. I fixed the hole. Fixed meaning covered it up with a folded up piece of drawing paper that I drew on.
Hole of shame.
I actually drew it for my drawing class because I was running out of things to draw. Then gave up and threw it away. Note the hairy balls.