i just got home from zodiac. i was terrified. shaking, nearly crying. i don't know. i don't have any control over my imagination. it was a three hour movie. i didn't know that. i got home a lot later than i expected. i feel bad for making my mother stay up late.
meh. i've been a little lonely lately. for a while things were good. friends made efforts. i don't know. i just don't feel like putting anything into friendships that i don't get anything out of.
but i'm fucking going to italy in april!! and i love my boyfriend.
today a substitute brought in our elementary school yearbook: one girl decided that "the new olympic event" should be "sewing the biggest elmo". my sister's "favorite couple" was "ninja turtles and ross perot".
my dog always wants to keep me company while i'm on the toilet. she's a real sweetheart.