Jason just fell down the stairs, drunk. We had to pick him up, and as soon as we hoisted him to his feet he popped up, laughed, and said, "HAHA! I WAS FAKING!" And pranced right up the stairs. What a douche.
Last night = good. Zeo said he wanted to be monogamous with me, so he's officially my boyfriend. It's nice to have someone to call your own. Especially someone who is as sweet and intellegent and sexy as he is.
This morning = bad. I went to Walgreens to pick up my prescriptions, only to find out the credit card is... Read More
we'll definitely have to do lunch sometime.