so i got home from work and slept like a mofo and woke up crazy-happy for no reason at all... other than that i had finally gotten some sleep... which, if i'm not mistaken, is definitely a reason... fuck you.

except for the first few minutes ((5.27p)) where i ran through the house three-quarters-dazed thinking i had to be at work at 5.30... i'm awkward.

then cx and i played some yankee card games ((cribbage... and i won)) and gossipped about how everyone and their mothers are breaking up... okay... so actually only two couples... one is sad. the other made me laugh pretty hard... could have said something. didn't. whatever. as you soon as you decide to stop being fucking retarded about everything and using your fucking head once in a while, i would happy to be a part of your life. you know what the right decisions are. and you know that they're not that hard to make. it's about time that you stop being so fucking selfish about all of them and just fucking start making them.

i miss scottie raveling. for some reason i was thinking about him today and remembered him recommending the movie run lola run back in the day. i almost watched it tonight. didn't. i'm glad i could tell you that.

also, what am i supposed to say to that?