bess

My brain hurts. Like when you've worked out and over done it, but you kept going like you were never going to stop because you HAD to make the swim team! You just HAD to or you'd die! I haven't slept. I came home from work and wrote...and wrote and wrote and wrote...for hours... but now I've got this kick-ass story and it's done! It's like giving birth, I swear.

I also cleaned. Anju and Soodha (the rats) and Squee have nice clean cages, and I scrubbed all the rust out of the bathtub. It was pretty gross.

I met a boy! A boy...haha! Well, he's a few years younger than me, so I guess I can still call him a boy. Oh! A boy toy! Oh, God. That's lame... Anyway, I met him in, get this, the grocery store, and it turns out he knows my roommate. They went to school together, I guess. Or maybe he's lying and is just psycho and wants to stalk me. He's called twice all ready...not that I'm complaining...

All right...well...I'm going to see about joining the film club. Later gators.

Love,
Rain