dollparts

Halloween was fun this year, costume turned out alright but no pictures. No place to put the camera really, except maybe in a glass of beer which is probably where my drunk ass would have put it.

So what do you do when someone starts to follow you around at a party, lays on the floor next to your feet and just stares, asking where your boyfriend is? Well, you eventually lock him out of your friend's apartment.

Went out with the boys last night. Nic's kind of turned into a brother, or something along those lines. Whenever he drinks too much, I'll be there to lend him cigarettes, tell him where his keys are, take his money, and stop him from saying stupid things. I'm also the one to smack him upside the head when he does say stupid things, much like last night. He takes it like a champ.

...And I am an intentional MURDERER! I killed Scribbles, it was all me, my doing. I set up some snap mouse traps and the next day there she was. Poor lil' thing, but I think she actually got to eat some of the cheese before she went.