Apr 25, 2003 23:57
..At least Jessica loves me. That's like, 1/36456778897895673345.
The week zoomed by as if someone had pressed the 'fast forward' button.
Tonight:
-Skipped dance.
-Went to le fair.
-Saw a few bands. Learned more info. Saw several familiar faces.
-Couldn't keep still when Ryan, Mo, and Daniella performed, so no guilt for missing dance.
-Met Paul's soon-to-be stepdad guy. He was the best old man ever. Homemade security and V.I.P. tags, the waving, and stealing all the bags. 'One liner!'
-Danced all over. In line, and with made up techno beats.
-Saw him. He gave me a hug, and then shrugged me off. :(
-Left with T. Ims.
-Earned the nickname 'VM2'. Egh.
I'm home alone for the weekend, because everyone's in Vegas.
I really don't like being alone.
Except I can dance and run around the house singing at the top of my lungs, but it's not like I already don't do that.
There was a bum in my garage the other night, and he scared the shit out of me.