frozensunshine

I can't even explain my feelings right now. I feel like I've ate a whole bottle of Zoloft. Complete thoughts are beyound me. I want to visit Ireland. I want to see the Causeway. I miss Marquette. I want to go swimming as well. It's hot outside. Pink Floyd is the stuff. Comfortably Numb. Good jam.

This weekend has consisted of one birthday party, one night of drinking with people I hated in highschool, a night of questions, and who knows what today will bring.

Edited to say:
I also met Christa, and she is wicked cool.