You Look Like Me, I Look Like Hell…

You people suck.  What the fuck is up with the lack of notes on my last, like, 5 entries?  Like I said, you suck.

Cindy and Erik, however, do not.  Cindy’s coming over tonight (hopefully), and Erik was here last night for dinner and a viewing of Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind on his laptop, whilst curled up in my bed together.  He’d never seen it before last night.  But we didn’t talk about it afterwards.  He just said, "that was a very weird movie," and then I kind of dozed off for a while before I woke up to him playing with my hair and kissing my shoulder and being generally sweet to me.

Either way, you people suck ass.  I mean it.  Where the fuck are all of the notes saying "awh, you got a boy, how cute! what’s he like? is he nice? is he cute? OMG ugottaboy!" ?  Hmm?  Where the hell are they?

Anyways, I’m going to snazz up my room a little for Cindy, try and think of a way to convince her to let Erik pick us up and go out for dinner downtown, and get dressed.  And growl at you all for your lack of notes.

– you know i love you baby – melissa mcclelland –