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i'm glad everyone is having a good time. really, i am.
okay, i'm not. am i really that transparent? or is it just that i'm six months pregnant, and exhausted?
and that there is a band partying down in my living room at four in the morning when i want to sleep?
i've had a really stressful day. i wasn't feeling awesome when i woke up. then tia started sketching out, so steph took her to the vet. i moved some stuff into jason's apartment, which i'm a little apprehensive about...he told me it was one of the safest areas of the city, but just tonight told me that natives have been coming over from the west side and smashing his neighbors' cars up and stuff. which means that when i walk home from the bus at night, or from wherever, at night, i'm going to be facing essentially the same shit i did when i was over here. CAN'T PEOPLE JUST BE GOOD? anyway, i was really tired when i got home, and laying low by eleven for fear of breakdown. my girlfriend called me to tell me that her puppy was POISONED, and might not make it...so she was really upset. i feel so bad for her... i feel bad for tia, but at least she had a good life, full of cookies (provided by me...oops). i finally got to sleep around one thirty, and less than two hours later, i was rudely awoken by a band that i didn't know was going to be here...and they are all yelling at each other, even though i've asked them to be quiet (not that i REALLY thought it would work, but it'd be nice..?) and oh, great, they just turned on the stereo too...right now, there are a few people outside my door, discussing all the types of cats there can be.
sweet jesus.
okay, i'm not. am i really that transparent? or is it just that i'm six months pregnant, and exhausted?
and that there is a band partying down in my living room at four in the morning when i want to sleep?
i've had a really stressful day. i wasn't feeling awesome when i woke up. then tia started sketching out, so steph took her to the vet. i moved some stuff into jason's apartment, which i'm a little apprehensive about...he told me it was one of the safest areas of the city, but just tonight told me that natives have been coming over from the west side and smashing his neighbors' cars up and stuff. which means that when i walk home from the bus at night, or from wherever, at night, i'm going to be facing essentially the same shit i did when i was over here. CAN'T PEOPLE JUST BE GOOD? anyway, i was really tired when i got home, and laying low by eleven for fear of breakdown. my girlfriend called me to tell me that her puppy was POISONED, and might not make it...so she was really upset. i feel so bad for her... i feel bad for tia, but at least she had a good life, full of cookies (provided by me...oops). i finally got to sleep around one thirty, and less than two hours later, i was rudely awoken by a band that i didn't know was going to be here...and they are all yelling at each other, even though i've asked them to be quiet (not that i REALLY thought it would work, but it'd be nice..?) and oh, great, they just turned on the stereo too...right now, there are a few people outside my door, discussing all the types of cats there can be.
sweet jesus.