He wants to Talk
08.20.05 - 2:52 a.m.

I am back back back in the dorms, and it is a good feeling. I know it is late right now, but my mind is still whirring along. I felt pretty sick all day, so now that I'm in post-shower-sinus-less-full stages, I'm trying to get stuff done like what I was supposed to do all day (which was all self imposed, fully uncompleted stuff). SO good stuffs these past few days, moving in = less parents = less stress re: staying out late.

The thing is that my sinuses decided to go insane the second I moved in, basically, and so moving in was way more stress than it should rightfully be. I mean, without sinuses knocking me out for all of today, it would have been an excellent "I am going to do x and y and z" day, involving shopping for little things still needed for the pad, (what is a good term, because it's not just a 'room' and it's not a suite and it's not an apartment, so i vacillate between pad and place...) and finishing up putting my room together, figuring out when/if i need to go to the parent's to get 'stuff'...

I'm looking forward to tomorrow night, the going out for a BirthDay that is good, it should be a good time. Tonight was CL's hour of power, which involved going to the pipeline, sitting on the deck, watching people drink (i was driving, and the waiter never brought my diet coke, damnit), buying CL a drink from AM (liquid cocaine, sure seemed like a good idea), and then driving back here. I am glad they were sitting on the deck, or I would have died from my nose.

It's time to go to sleep and so goodnight.