it's mother f-ing cold outside
so the other night it was super cold coming back from nadia's, and after waiting for 45 minutes for busses that never came. i walked home. it was pretty brutal, but somehow i convinced myself it was good excercise so instead of going to the gym yesterday i walked home from school. (which is essentially the same distance minus about 15 minutes). i was in one of those moods, where nothing really good, or really bad had happened to be in a while. so i wasn't really clearing my head or thinking about anything in particular. but still i was thinking about so many things and making plans etc. i think you know what i mean, although i know i haven't explained myself well. hmpf. so i just sent dubbs a mini rant via friendster (expressing my current mood, and exasperation with this whole house garbage). i really could have sent it to anyone else. but i think i may actually be trying to facilitate some sort of friendship here. and i'm not sure how the rant fits in, but i swear it made sense in my head at the time. hmm, so top is pretty wicked. i definitely love working, there, but untill i'm past tgis whole 6 week probationary period, i'm definitely not going to feel settled. but it's chill though. montreal this weekend was sort of a waste of time. except for seeing lauren, and exploiting her for her burner. joj and i busted out of the banquet before we even ate. so i was back in the odot at like 1030. way earlier than expected. i wish i could've seen ahren though. and i wish that he had a phone, and i wish that the last time i saw him he didn't tell me how he drinks 40s on his stoop with some homeless dude. because now i worry that he may not actually be alive. i'm sure he's fine, i just would appreciate talking to him occasionally. i worry about that kid.