well, so much for asking the best friend's best friend before telling the best friend about your huge crush on her, apparently the best friend's best friend is on to my little charade.
Anyway, I'm on a little OCD hitch because I got a fucking cricket up my goddamn nose last night. Where the hell did they all come from!? Fucking ground floor apartment. So here I am, cleaning my house, trying to find a sub for work tomorrow so I can do well in school, instead of spending my friday night doing something fun.
FOOK!

Anyway, I'm on a little OCD hitch because I got a fucking cricket up my goddamn nose last night. Where the hell did they all come from!? Fucking ground floor apartment. So here I am, cleaning my house, trying to find a sub for work tomorrow so I can do well in school, instead of spending my friday night doing something fun.

and i didn't live on the ground floor!!
i liked your comment on my last entry likening the mall to a game trail. it's so true.
if only i could shoot the 14 year olds, drag them home, and hang their heads on my wall. alas.