so here's a non-emo post.

got kicked out of my house the other day. wandered in a few days later and it was like nothing ever happened.

i have a cold sore and it's really pissing me off.

having a caribou lou party at my place tuesday or wednesday night. if you're reading this then you're invited. i'm totally serious. 151 rum, pineapple juice and malibu caribou baby. and much, much more. be there, or suck.

i think i might actually like a guy. what the fuck is that about. that never happens to me. usually a prick convinces me to date him and i fall in love with no intermittent 'like' stage. but yea. probably not happening anyway.