So... I'm tired. I just got back from DC... I fucking hate driving there... people just can't fucking drive and it's such a fucking hassle. But I got some pretty stuff from Urban Outfitters and I feel scene. And broke... because I got three shirts and I spent $96 which is pretty fucking lame. I wasn't in a shopping mood, I wish I had gotten more stuff. I feel... yuck. I ought to go to Goodwill, that's more priced in my range. My friend Aaron is coming back up from Tennessee today! YAY! Lisa and Steven went to pick him up... and I'm here by myself very lonely. I might go see Ted Leo tonight... I've gotta find a ride though. I feel lame. Yeah... Last night was pretty... odd. I went up to Hagerstown for my friends show... it was a long fuckign drive. I got pretty stoned... it was a pretty good show though. They had good pizza, haha. I drank for like... the first time in forever. It's weird, I always considered alcohol the obvious drug of choice for when I'm poor but I've been smoking bud like everyday and I hardly drink anymore. It's really akward that I think about this, and have to talk about it. I'm so fucking... jittery and uncomfortable right now. And I keep trying to generalize everything because I feel like I'm lacking control over something and somehow this entry was supposed to help. But it didn't. Hair cut on Tuesday! WOO!