| | | | | | Wednesday, March 22, 2006 |
Screw mermaids, why doesn't Ewan McGregor sing to -me-?
| | Have just made a connection (rereading my blog helps for those sorts of things) perhaps my sleeplessness is connected to finishing my application. Yeah, could be, eh?
Anyway, today was alright, not fantastic or anything. Last night I drugged myself enough so that I could go to sleep at four am (instead of dawn). I found out that Frank's roomate Paul (from the dorms) is gay... which isn't a surprise, really (okay it's not a surprise at -all-, and least now I feel a little better about all the times he saw me in various states of undress). I'm reading a great book at work, am annoyed now that I will have to wait two days to read some more from it (called Company, it's about an office). I'm not annoyed enough to give up my day off tomorrow, but still annoyed.
Ed is currently being held hostage in Jessica's (I -think-) place. I also talked to Sterling, so we're good to go out this Saturday, meaning I'll hang out with Frank Sunday I guess. I've had the feeling that he's been ducking my calls the last couple days but he's just been insane with finals.
Yeah, there was no point to this blog, I just felt the urge to type, I guess.
Sweet, sweet Benadryl I shall gladly fall into your embrace.
posted by Amber at 1:57 AM
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