So I went to Matt's place last night and we talked, which was good. Apparently he's got some stuff going on and he's just trying to figure his life out right now so we're not going out (not that we ever were, I was just asking him about it since our relationship has been in this weird middle ground for a while). As for now, we're technically friends but "if sex happens, that's okay" ... but we're not friends with benefits because Matt doesn't like that term (or something of that sort). So if other relationships present themselves or if we just want to mess around with other people we can do that, which is cool, but we'll still hang out with each other.
Buddy's going to the vet on Friday because I found two small lumps on his stomach. I doubt the vet will be able to tell me a whole lot just by doing a physical exam which means surgery which means now that I've finally paid off my IOU to my mom I'll be in debt again. Hopefully Buddy'll be okay though.
I want to try and spike my hair.
Buddy's going to the vet on Friday because I found two small lumps on his stomach. I doubt the vet will be able to tell me a whole lot just by doing a physical exam which means surgery which means now that I've finally paid off my IOU to my mom I'll be in debt again. Hopefully Buddy'll be okay though.
I want to try and spike my hair.
I hope Buddy's ok.
I didn't know St. Ives scrubs could fuck up your skin. I wonder if they really can. Then again, Voltaire is like +30 and looks like she's 20 so I guess she'd know.