Literally, THERE is ants in my pants. How the hell did they get into my room? If having fleas isn't worse enough. I'm feeling okay, thankful it's raining so that I don't feel guilty about going out. Feel ugh! Blocked noise. My social-life is zilch. I contend to hang out with my boyfriend's friends, cousins what not. Ha, the life of a muso ( Read more... )