It's saturday night and the night is going mighty slow. So slow that you don't even want to try and do anything. Reading isn't even an option, and the restlessness-bug just creeps up and doesn't even bother with a grand shocking surprise. So your just left to yourself.
I tried cleaning my room, I tried stuffing my face with banana muffins, and I just attempted to teach myself how to crochet. That was and still is a disaster. BUT ALL IN GOOD TIME.
Maybe I shouldn't be complaining. I could try to be this out going, little bubbly individual, but who would I be kidding? I enjoy being quiet, and for the most part, I like either being alone or with people I reaaaaaaaaaalllly care about (that's you girls). So perhaps I was just asking for it when I set my path on the road of being a solo person.
Other then that, nothing. I'm always cold and I fucked up my back earlier in the week to the point where sleeping wasn't an option. I can proudly say that I am now sleeping soundly.
Hope both of you girls are happy and healthy. And still beautiful. Always beautiful, sooooooooo beautiful it hurts. Exactly like that.
http://hypem.com/#!/item/1fa35 -> Song of the night? I think so. I think secretly this guy might be my husband or something of the like. Actually, honest to my bones, if this guy did ask me out, I would say no. He's a huge smoker and I know for a fact he might just be two times more hip then I will ever want to be. It gets to that point where you actually have to try. That being said, there is still dream world 101.