hmmm, I wonder if this'll post.

I don't have much to say today. woke up quite late, I couldn't tell what time i was, because it was so dark where I was sleeping. I thought it was like six or seven, but actually it was eight, or nine.

I am wearing Sean's shirt. that gives me ENORMOUS amounts of amusement. and his socks, too, actually. oh, crap, that reminds me, I have laundry to do. crapdammit, fuckshitters. actually, I take that back. the actual problem is not meritous of that amount of profanity. though I refuse to backspace it. so there.

my poor boy! he is so sad about living in his new house! I feel bad about it, because he is just not happy at all. I guess it is really unpleasant going from a nice, ordered house, to a chaotic, just moved-in living space. And it is very different from the way he used to live. His room is ridiculously tiny compared to his old room. There's not enough space for ME to feel comfortable even, and I am a smurf. I feel sorry for my hulk of a boyfriend shut up in that tiny place. Also, he has no piano to play, and no Alleah on the same bus route. sad sad sad serseph. I want to do something really nice for him, but I am not sure exactly what. After all, he was crazy sweet to me today, so he deserves something special. Updates on that project are forthcoming...

So I have nothing else to say. This better post, or I am going to go mental. I am sick of my stupid computer acting like the retarded peice of tin foil and spark plugs that it is. talk to y'all laterz.