Stupid beach party
Michael's floor is having a "Beach Party" tonight. Basically, the whole floor is drinking, a few people are wearing water wings and other beach wear, people are drinking, there are other assorted beach things, and did I mention that people are drinking? Yeah, it's a poor excuse to get drunk.
And, because I'm not a member of the floor, I wasn't invited.
*pout*
I want to spend the night with my boyfriend, dammit. I'm lonely. I thought maybe I could get together with one of my friends, but I wasn't able to get ahold of anyone. I can't say that I'm surprised.
Oh well. At least I have my icons. And CLEAN CLOTHES! Hee, I did laundry. And now my clothings are clean. And now there will be rejoicing. And Sam will do the "clean underwear" dance. Oh yes, good times shall be had.
I think missing my boyfriend is killing my brain cells...
And, because I'm not a member of the floor, I wasn't invited.
*pout*
I want to spend the night with my boyfriend, dammit. I'm lonely. I thought maybe I could get together with one of my friends, but I wasn't able to get ahold of anyone. I can't say that I'm surprised.
Oh well. At least I have my icons. And CLEAN CLOTHES! Hee, I did laundry. And now my clothings are clean. And now there will be rejoicing. And Sam will do the "clean underwear" dance. Oh yes, good times shall be had.
I think missing my boyfriend is killing my brain cells...