why do my plans keep falling apart? nacho libre doesnt open for a FUCKING WEEK. FUCK.

tonight was good times - driving around, eating, getting stuck on james' roof (which we thought would be funny, but turned into an akward wake-up call).

now i remember why i used to sleep all the time - cuz there's goddamn nothing to do around here.

i'm moving to alaska as soon as humanly possible.