i was honestly going to take advantage of all of the perks of home tonight, like my dog and my bath tub and coors lite bought by vague former classmates, but all i could do was eat a burrito. now i’m in my bed and very very ready to sleep since it’s been about 30 hours since i’ve done that.
so i guess i’ll try. i’m not going to attempt to brush my hair tonight. or take off my circle scarf. or move the 3 suitcases off my bed.
good night, il. i love you but i feel weird.
