partythighs

job job job. boj boj boj. fairly boring, bad management, blah halb blah. had a bad fight with roommates. megs dog ate a bra pad (i had taken it out because i dont like lying) and i didnt tell her till she got hives the next day, because if anything happens to that dog meg will kill me, so i was too scared to tell her. i did call the vet when it happened and made sure it wasnt going to hurt the dog. went to work in early in the morning the next day and went to bed before she got home. left this morning before she was up. i love being here, and i love my friends, but i fantasize about living alone, which is strange because i dont like being alone. i think this wouldnt be so bad if i werent living with a couple. everything is unbalanced. if i get a second job i will probably save money until about january and move out. but they will probably be gone before then anyways. oh well, i'd rather be kinda fucked financially then loose good friends over the petty shit roommates fight about. and i can feel myself growing pettier every time im at home. i think i will get some good books today at the library so i can just stay in my room when im home. its getting cold here. its still pretty. when i wake up the volcano park is all misty and mysterious looking. i want to see the rose garden soon. i was hoping to take meg though, because ive heard its dangerous to be in alone. thats all i can think of right now, its too early in the morning for me.