today i was trying to watch law and order, and do my home work, then my roomate came in and was talking on her phone and to me, i was so angery i wanted to beat her down, instead i decided to do something constructive, i went for a run,and did some star gazing. i feel so much better now, last night i was so sleepy, i went to the birthday party and presented my gifts..... rodger was right, big expectations = big disapointments. it wasn't even my party, but i felt like it shoul've been more festive, but who am i to be shoulding all over everything. why is it every day in this town seems to take years, i feel like i've been here for eons. if i don't hit my manic phase soon i'm gonna stick my head in the oven or overdose on nutmeg. 
hornitos:
that reminds me of when i was in jail, and me and matt ratt used to have to bake all the coffee cakes for all the inmates and what not. and we used to pretend we were german bakers. . and say things like. . "therez iz no maybes, only for certainz." and "don't mess with us, or you will have to vizits zee ovenz" i guess you had to be there. we kinda sounded like gay german bakers. . but we didn't care . and we had some industrial nutmeg going on there too. . for the apple cinnamon cakes. . that was horrible, sorry i brought it up.