So livejournal is on the limited list of allowed sites until we get a worthwhile firewall installed, so never mind everything I said about not updating, i plan on writing in here every day from now on to tell you the most trivial details about my life because I really need that kind of validation, I guess.

I went to Ann Arbor with Maria, Carrie and Jenn Rapp because Maria had to apply for jobs and be interviewed. Had Bubbletea, ate at Gratzi, nearly died in the car. Good times. I drank two Bawls on no sleep and had too much snack food. I was kind of high for most of the day.

Maria's brother is getting married tomorrow, and I forgot to get my suit dry-cleaned, which is fine because it is too big for me now anyway. Day wedding, I can get away with white slacks and a nice shirt and tie, right? Anybody? Zombies? Grappity?

Wednesday night I was at the Pahl's watching 28 days later (good flick by the way) and Kent tells me that Peter was flirting with me. Then again he also says I was flirting, which I wasn't... intentionally, but I see how my actions could be construed as such (sitting on someone to make them give you back your seat on the couch and hitting them with inflatable phallic shaped noise makers can be cute rather than the terrorist action I was going for). Then again, it was a scary movie, and Peter is kind of a pansy. Then again, that is kind of a foil, isn't it? Being oh so scared by a movie so you have to cuddle with someone for safety or whatever.



This would kind of be ideal, because the guy is attractive but not looking for a relationship in any shape or form by his own admittance.

Maria says I'm not allowed to have sex, because it would "change the dynamic of our relationship" and she's not okay with that.

Maria is a whore for even beginning to think that she has even a remote right to dictate where my penis goes.

Of course fucking him would change our relationship, it would add sex! That can only be a good thing. And I'm totally over that thing where I can't see anyone naked if I expect to talk to them again.

I keep listening to "Last dance with Mary Jane" because it is a Midland kind of song and the tune is catchy.


I feel summer creeping in and I'm tired of this town again...

You get it.