you know, there’s definitely no problem with being up at 1 am when you’re out with friends drinking and having fun (debauchery-free fun, mind you) because you don’t even notice what time it is, ya know. you’re just like ‘w00t!’ and having fun.
but when you’re sober, when you’re alone, when you’re not out and not having fun…well, then 1 am can certainly blow me. hard.
today has not been a good day. today has been a decidely shit-tastic day. on the one hand, i got my ipod back from hillary…w00t. so that’s good. and stax was fun. but on the other hand my roommate is a douchebag, i missed out on some im time with the rockstar, i miss the hell outta the rockstar, i feel sick a lot now, i definitely was having a ‘fat day’, and i was moody and maudlin all. fucking. day.
oh and my roommate is a douchebag, i just thought i should point that out again.
gah…
i have nothing else to say. blegh.
