God

[shoesoverhearts]

I think I've slept more this week than I have in all of February. Maybe I'm depressed. Or sick. All I've had to eat is soup. Friday and Busy ran out of the house, and I'm not sure where they are. I just hope they come back. And I hope Frank doesn't fire me for always running late. I broke one of my records, and I'm really annoyed about it. Party at R.J.'s tonight. Phil vacuums every day, and I'm not sure why... something about stepping on pins. I stepped on a pin at Jamie's once. She was altering a shirt for me or something. It sucked.
Sorry, I'm rambling. I think it's grogginess mixed with beer.