What a wonderful caricature of intimacy
Oh I know you want to know what's new with me.
Either that, or I'm just satisfying my own desperate self by believing I'm talking to an actual audience.
Oh well, who needs an audience anyhow.
Recently I've developed a new annoying little habit of waking up, for no reason, just before dawn, which is followed by horrible insomnia.
And usually that insomnia leaves me in bed, trying desperately to fall back to sleep, and instead getting myself very worked up over everything in my life I could possibly work up over.
Fortunately, this morning being such way, I texted Lucy, who was awake, and she came to pick me up. It was nice, we went to breakfast, and awakenings, and urban outfitters. She spoils me rotten, which is a rare and wonderful quality in a friend.
Oh, did I ever mention that I bought Sea Monkeys the other day?
They're very funny. And better entertainment than I ever imagined they'd be when I was a kid.
I've also come into owning a toad. Chris caught it for me Sunday, as we were out walking in the rain where he used to live. I put it in my empty Dr. Pepper cup, and now he is living in the ridiculously over-sized 20-gallon aquarium that Charlie used to live in.
I named him Crapaud. [That's french for "toad." Aren't I clever.]
I think soon I will either release him or give him to Lucy, though, because I've decided on a pet I want more that could use the space in that cage a little more apporpriately. And they're cuter.
I'm getting another tattoo this weekend too.
But those last two aforementioned subjects will be elaborated on once I actually spend the money on them.
Other than that...
I don't really have much more to tell.
I don't start college until September 20th.
I move in sometime the week before, though. My roommate's name is Christina, I still haven't talked to her once, I'll be living in Siddal hall, on the tenth floor, I think. Yay, heights.
I'm scared for it.
But I have two classes to look foward to. Japanese, and psychology.
Random, yet interesting.
Confession of the Day:
I've started liking Panic! At the Disco.
[Panic! At the Gay Bar]
I think their lyrics are wonderful.
Either that, or I'm just satisfying my own desperate self by believing I'm talking to an actual audience.
Oh well, who needs an audience anyhow.
Recently I've developed a new annoying little habit of waking up, for no reason, just before dawn, which is followed by horrible insomnia.
And usually that insomnia leaves me in bed, trying desperately to fall back to sleep, and instead getting myself very worked up over everything in my life I could possibly work up over.
Fortunately, this morning being such way, I texted Lucy, who was awake, and she came to pick me up. It was nice, we went to breakfast, and awakenings, and urban outfitters. She spoils me rotten, which is a rare and wonderful quality in a friend.
Oh, did I ever mention that I bought Sea Monkeys the other day?
They're very funny. And better entertainment than I ever imagined they'd be when I was a kid.
I've also come into owning a toad. Chris caught it for me Sunday, as we were out walking in the rain where he used to live. I put it in my empty Dr. Pepper cup, and now he is living in the ridiculously over-sized 20-gallon aquarium that Charlie used to live in.
I named him Crapaud. [That's french for "toad." Aren't I clever.]
I think soon I will either release him or give him to Lucy, though, because I've decided on a pet I want more that could use the space in that cage a little more apporpriately. And they're cuter.
I'm getting another tattoo this weekend too.
But those last two aforementioned subjects will be elaborated on once I actually spend the money on them.
Other than that...
I don't really have much more to tell.
I don't start college until September 20th.
I move in sometime the week before, though. My roommate's name is Christina, I still haven't talked to her once, I'll be living in Siddal hall, on the tenth floor, I think. Yay, heights.
I'm scared for it.
But I have two classes to look foward to. Japanese, and psychology.
Random, yet interesting.
Confession of the Day:
I've started liking Panic! At the Disco.
[Panic! At the Gay Bar]
I think their lyrics are wonderful.