morgueville,heartland living.

i'm weird.

got home right before dawn and went straight into slumberland. but woke up barely a few hours later when rightfully, i should still be snoring away. but here i am. right awake.

blame it on the bed. but it really got to go. it's killing my back and the superior cause to my few-months-long insomnia.


and by the way, i guess i've got a most fantabulous day ending a crap year whilst saying happy birthday to myself and welcoming a hopeful new one. celebrated the day with my parents (my sisters, sadly, weren't there. one's working and the other suffering from post-braces syndrome.) and got a new haircut, amazing dinner with some classmates, great presents (leather! paul frank! thanks!) and partying the whole night away. though i've got to say i may really, be growing old and growing out of the whole partying thing ( !. i know.). but seriously, is spending quality time with friends in an aura of smoke and an attention span mainly infiltrated by booze stuck in your brain, the best of ways?
ahh. perhaps witnessing madness engulfing us is good for accompany once in a while. and it's fun!


oh hello, toothousandfore.