all alone or in twos

home alone…

there’s a mountain of homework glaring me down..cant pick it up..so instead i grab the remote and the dugout..batties are slightly depressing..i dont mind the personal-pick-me-up but id rather have a bowl..and like, 3 more people in the room. at least one..someone rant with..

awesome-tom called right when i was thinking that 🙂

i remembered part of my dream last night, i was on the back of a boat on a bench that looks like something out of a carriage, i could feel my butt sliding off the seat when i drop a purple sponge in the water and insist on going back. jon is driving and says we can pick it up on the way back. we get to the beach when i wake up