Yeah so I'm a bum college student and I live with my mom.... or at least I did...

She kicked me out last night for trying to take the batteries out of my little sister's broken toy. It's a play kitchen thing with a stove that is SUPPOSED to light up and sizzle when you place a pot or a pan on it. The issue arises out of the ghost that has inhabited it. The stove ghost causes that damn thing to light up and sizzle when NOTHING is even in it's general vicinity! Aidan doesn't even play with it anymore! It annoys EVERYONE...

Solution? Take the batteries out.

Guess Mom wasn't on the same page.

To make a short story shorter, I left at two in the morning and headed to my boyfriend's apartment. He then woke me up at 5 a.m. with morning wood. Now he's asleep again and I'm wide awake.



I have a short break in between semesters so I think I'll utilize that time by writing a few short stories like I used to. My creativity has been sort of lacking lately.