hazard

why oh why oh why is it so hard to find a place to live?

and why oh why oh why is it that i find the perfect most beautiful apartment ever and it's so in the middle of the ghetto? and it's not even like somewhat ok ghetto..no...it's the full on super ghetto. smack dab in the middle of little haiti.

i have also decided that i need to lose the ten pounds that i've gained in the past few months. i know why i gained them too! lack of sex! sex makes me sweat! sex makes me thin!

i also think that i broke my hand. well maybe not really, but it hurts alot still. i punched enrique too hard and my hand slipped. he needs to stop poking my ribs. then i will stop punching him. well, no, i kinda like making a muscle boy say 'ow'. perhaps i'll just start punching boys for shits and giggles.

so in conclusion: must find home. must have sex. must stop getting poked in ribs to stop punching. must stop thinking of krispy kreme donuts.