thepromdate

ok. santiago excitment has worn off.

i really don't know how i made it through the day with four hours of sleep. and now i'm screwed, cause i just woke up from a nap and i'll be up until...well, very late. i feel like having ice cream, so that's what i'll do. i haven't had ice cream in ages. i think i'll take a shower, return way overdue movies, get ice cream, eat dinner, watch the sopranos, and then go say happy birthday to someone. shit, i should've baked him cookies.

tomorrow i have a bbq/movie thing for a friend and then a little party to go to. i'm not big on going to parties solo, so if anyone wants to hang out with me in the mission for a bit.....give me a call?

will someone please come over and fold my laundry? it's my least favorite thing to do, next to washing pans that have baked cheese on them.