remember when i actually used to use tumblr for something other than posting photos of my dumb face? nope. me neither. i keep thinking that i should stop doing this, because how absolutely narcissistic and like a jerk must i look? wickedly. so, i think i might stop. i’m bored with it, and surely you all must be, too. maybe i’ll try to post things that are actually interesting here again. maybe. i don’t know. i make no promises.
morgan comes up soon (tomorrow, i believe) for two whole weeks, and i really have to see her. repeatedly. we haven’t seen each other since christmas of 2009, and there are SO many to discuss and i am excited to meet her boyfriend and hang out by a lake and just to spend time with her, doing summery things. i’ve only been to a beach once this summer so far, and even then, i only went try to record wave sounds for my cover of ode to the sea, which is fine because a) i don’t know how to swim and b) i don’t tan, but i do like spending time by bodies of water. i’m just hoping i get paid for last week in the first half of this week, since i have less than $20 and that will probably not even cover gas for my car to traverse to and from work and to get out to where she’ll be.
it’s been a long day. this week has been a long week. this year has been rough. i only just want about a hundred hugs and to cry into someone’s shoulder and fall asleep with them. okay?