*panting*

I made it til nap time!
Because today seems to be trying to kill me (dramatic Leo, anyone????), I'll stop fighting it. White flag, white flag, white flag!
Last night I ran to this:

it's been about a year now,
ain't seen or heard from you,
been missing you crazy.
How do you, how do you sleep?

Yeah. Go wipe the puke off your shirt, you dribbled. Yes. Jesse Effing McCartney. I'm not done yet.

Ready? Then I ran to Katy effing PERRY, and THEN if those two things aren't enough to qualify me for a proper lynching, I ran to AKON: BIG DOG. It was HORRIBLE. Even running to it, I was laughing at myself. Was I running while a little bit drunk? So, whaddaya say? Am I finally deserving enough to be "offed"? I'm ready. I'm not proud of what I did. I have a ton of excellent running music on my ipod, and that is the shit that I was running to. I'm prepared. Head's in guillotine. Let's get this freakin day OVER WITH!

I also seemed to think it would be a good idea to do as much as possible, all in one night, so suddenly there are 5 extra people coming over and I need to figure out dinner. I didn't know today was going to feel this way. I'll be happy that I got to see all 5 of them at the end of the night, I know that for sure. However, staring me in the face right now is DINNER. I need to make alot of dinner.

Tomorrow I promise not to be such a whiny-on-my-knees-done-bitch. Maybe.