Since no one reads this a little self indulgence can be had:
Today my boss told me I'm the Girl next door who everyone wants to be best friends with. That I'm cute and sweet and everyone gravitates towards me naturally...
That might be the best comment I've ever gotten. Ever.
I've never really been one for sleep overs, I'm far too attached to MY room with MY things and being able to roll over when I want and take the covers off when I want and sleep in whatever I want.
Today as I ran around Berkeley trying to find a single public bathroom I realized: It is pretty fucked up that we live in a society that trains us to perform our bodily functions on a porcelain chair that you can't find ANYWHERE.