bess

Well, it's Saturday night, I'm off work, and I'm a loser because I'm home doing laundry. I took a quick tally of friends, and I realized that I only have one and she's married and pregnant. I actually had another friend, but he no longer knows I exsist because he has a girlfriend who actually sleeps with him now. Which, really, is kind of gross if you think about it.

The plumber came this morning to unplug the drain and he didn't. He said there was just a wad of hair in it, so he removed it and left. It still doesn't drain. I hate this house.

I'm going on Monday to see the apartment that I found. I'm looking foward to it. I've got my pen all ready to sign the lease.

There are also noises in this house. We've been saying it's a ghost and we call her Edna, but I really think there's something. I came home from Subway today (I actually had money to eat!) and there were all these weird scraping noises, so I was like, "Hello??" and they stopped! I honestly don't know why I'm still here. I think it's because I wanted to eat my sub and I'm too lazy to be entirely afraid. My clothes are in the washer, too. I wouldn't want the ghost to see my undies. My roommates are going to come home Monday and find me all mangled and twitching on the kitchen floor, I just know it.

I think I'll go take some Meijer Brand Sleep Aid Blue Gel Capsules...

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