doolittle

hey there. i am saying fuck my literature class, i don't feel like it. the midterm was last class, so it's a good day to play hookie. plus, my mom called, and she is roaming around town, so maybe we can meet up.

my grandfather is coming to town with his wife tomorrow, i am excited. i haven't seen them since christmas, i really miss them. and they plan on taking me out to eat, so that's always good.

i have an appointment on sunday to talk to a guy about my upcoming "feng huang" (chinese phoenix) tattoo. he does a lot of asian looking tattoos, and they are amazing, so hopefully he and i can work together to create what i am dreaming of for my right arm. and hopefully he doesn't try to charge a retarded sum of money, or i will have to look elsewhere.

joey is the greatest man on earth.

sorry so random, i just have that thought running through my head so much lately i thought i should write it down too. he has been so helpful this crazy semester, he really goes above and beyond normal boyfriend expectations and makes me feel totally cared for when i feel like i am losing my mind. i don't know how i could get through a lot of this stuff, especially statistics, without him. i can't wait to get married. i wish we could do it sooner, but we really can't without making our lives more insane.