3... 2... 1... 0. Okay, fucking fine.
I've been getting lots of spam for watches lately. I bet it's because nobody
wears watches anymore.
RockGirl is on some stupid trip and was going to be out of touch for two
days. Sensing my desperation, she used the hotel's computer to email me.
That was nice of her.
The 80s called, and they want their hairstyle back.
NeighborsDaughter is here. She's not stuck-up.
It was either all a lie, or it was all me being stupid. I choose option C.
I got to see HatGirl tonight! Yay!
Had Skyline for lunch. I'm going to weigh a million pounds if I keep doing
that as often as I have been.
My excitement is building, but I don't want to jinx myself.
The cool night air is nice, but it reminds me that Fall and Winter are just around the corner.
My plan is to shut myself in my closet and sob until HatGirl returns. Is
You might not know it from looking at me, but I'm being a good guy right now. It is both unappreciated and undeserved, but it's how I'm trying to be.
Need synonyms for "cute."
Giving up in 10... 9... 8... It would take so little...
I'm thinking about changing my name.
I think that, no matter what happens in the future, these last few months
will always be a black spot.
I woke up about 3:00. That's a guess, because I didn't want to know what
time it was. It certainly felt too early to be waking up. So now I'm running
on two hours of sleep for the day. This should be fun.
This is a reminder to myself, to do a load of laundry when I get home.
It wouldn't even have to be about anything relevant.
Nugget is scared of my new shoes.