taped boxes

so i typed some and erased it...oops. i was changing my timezone back to nyc. i was up past six last night and saw the second sunrise in a row. i really have to stop drinking...or slow down for a NIGHT. i got home and wasn't jetlagged at all....so instead i go drinking four nights in a row....hah! and now i'm sleeping at dawn and waking at noon. dumb dumb dumb. i'm gonna take a nap in a bit, actually. i was up late talking to cat online (six hours behind) and candace came up, again, reminding me that candace sent me an email before i left hawaii trying to 'be friends' of sorts and asking what it was i wanted in order for that to happen. yeah, i haven't answered yet...i don't really think i want to. she's leaving hawaii sometime soon, that's all i know. and she's got nobody she'd want to see here that early before movein so she must be going to fuck matt for a solid week or so before school starts :)

i don't know why i do this to myself. cat's solution is that i just need to get laid. a lot. that probbly would help 'this' situation, but it would just 'cause more problems....because that means i would have to talk to THAT many more girls! yeah. i'm useless, haha. i'll just have a relationship with the bottle.

no, not that kind of relationship.

toodles