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Also, why the hell is it that glass is apparently in LOVE with my left foot? Seriously, I went over to a couple of friends' apartment, went to use the bathroom and promptly stepped on another piece of glass. This one was longer, sharper, and easier to get out. However, this was how I discovered that one of my friends is hemophobic (really freaked the fuck out by the sight of blood), as the bastard bled quite a bit and then ACHED. Sigh.

Well, a shitload of weird-assed things have been happening these last few weeks. On the moon side, my mother had to kick her boyfriend out of her house and me and the boy wound up sleeping over there for a few days because she didn't feel safe. Then, on the sun side, my dad is possibly getting married sometime this upcoming year. Which will be interesting. He's moving in with her and he said that as long as I have a steady job and can pay the bills, I can pretty much consider this house as mine. I really hope he's not trying to trick me into cleaning up the house (I'm not going to do a lot of things to here unless the house is MINE and I can get rid of a lot of the clutter), because if he is there's going to be hell to pay. Grr.



But yes. Lots of fun and excitement and drama and Jesus I am exhausted. I think I'm going to go back to bed.

I feel like SUCH roadkill right now, but I had an excellent day yesterday and today. I managed to go down with the boy to visit my good friend at school for her bday, and there was lots of fun and also watching of Pirates II (the porn, not of the Caribbean), as well as Boondock Saints (yay sequel in the makings!) and I fell asleep during V for Vendetta. It's a good thing I'd already seen the movie, that's for sure. I conked out sprawled partially on the boy, and did not stir until nineish in the morning X.x;;;

Damnit, I really did want to try to go to my friend's birthday party thing tomorrow night. I just wish shit would stop coming up and smacking a good portion of us who would've gone down there in the face.



Sigh.



Well, if push comes to shove I'll see about texting her/e-mailing her constantly, or something like that. So she knows that, just because we're idjits that can't get their acts together, we still ♥ her.

Shards of glass + bare feet = SUCK AND PAAAIIIIIN.



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Angelus
14:17 Dec 07 2008

..and quickly followed by my laughter. (Sorry.)

Well amusing the way you phrased it though.

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