This Christmas, I made out like a sticky bandit.

Stoked.

PS- Can we talk about how my boyfriend bought me Fraggle Rock? Pumpeeeeeeed.

PPS- He's really cute. Promise.

matt is a fucking clown shoe.

matthew nicholas rutkowski is the best boyfriend ever.

he stayed up with me until now to help me cut.

and now he is off buying presents.

seriously, love.

so here's the deal...

i have a scrapbook to finish that i don't want to do.

i have to work in less than 12 hours.

my christmas spirit has gone to shit.

and this is the longest i have gone without speaking to matthew ever.

hate it.

bah humbug or some shit.

Yesterday Sugan "BeefBot" Trafton died.

I am terribly upset about this.
Because he was the best cat ever.

(sorry Kolgrim/Charlie Tuna)

Right now, I think I will call Case back.
And then take a nap.
Possibly text message my boyfriend cute things...

We'll see...

work blows.

my back hurts.

my feet hurt.

my entire existance hurts.

on the other hand, i love my boyfriend.

and since i have to work in 9 hours, goodnight moon.

i finally got bruno to bed.
bark bark bark.

today = good.

i found a vein cover in my raviolo though.
it was not an onion or a scallion for that matter.
barf.

my boyfriend makes me happy.
all the time.

i used to have a livejournal years ago. i forgot the password and the name it was under.