so the boyfriend is meeting the parents for the first time this up coming tuesday. i could not be more excited. he is so amazing and i am so happy right now. i know they're gonna love him. we're going to dinner at 5th street, which is always amazing as well. after the whole meeting thing, we're going down to sf for the rest of the week. david bazan ( Read more... )

i'm at peet's.
doing a poster layout for the AIGA SF Enrichment Scholarship.
everyone that has walked by looks at my screen.
creepy real life lurkers.

So, walking from the kitchen to my room this morning, I hear the lovely sounds of people bone'n. God. Shut the eff up. You're grossin me the fuck out.

For some reason I really, really want to take a bubble bath. Maybe I'll go make a quick trip to Bath & Body Works...ha, that'd be a time machine back to junior high and high school.

I start school in one week. Sheesh, I don't know if I'm ready to go back yet.

The boy makes me more and more happy every day...

I'm back in Sac., and back in my bed. hooray for this. My mom's been remodeling our upstairs, so therefore I was on the couch for a good while. I missed sleeping in my bed so much that I had a nightmare that someone stole it. haaa.

finished portfolio. fuck yes! 3 more finals and then I'm done.
i'm so excited to go home to Chico for all the Christmas festivities, and of course to see the boy. :)

weird good things are happening.

I love Narnia. I think pretty much every time I watch it, I almost cry when Aslan dies. But then get super excited when he rises again. I love that lion. I've been on movie overload lately ever since comcast realized that we aren't the people who signed up for cable, and turned it off. At the moment I'm watching Finding Nemo. It only makes me want ( Read more... )

don't you love when the best thing is to break up?
i feel like absolute shit, and i look like a puff ball from crying. fuck.
plus, there's always the lovely feeling that there's someone else.
fun.

Sometimes he makes thing a lot more difficult than they need to be. He will usually blame me and tell me it's my fault for everything being so difficult, even though he brings the difficulty upon himself. Between us, there is nothing difficult. Alone, inside our own heads is the stupid shit that makes "us" hard. We both get way into our own heads, ( Read more... )