i'm sorry for not being around.

theres a lot going on.

i feel like i'm being ripped into pieces.

i need a shower.

and some food.

and a hug. a long one involving nothing but hugging. maybe cuddling.

i want my dog.

i want to move home just so i can call up S and be like "so...i'm lonely...can i come over and watch a movie and feel....loved?"

it sucks.

going to see chantal kreviazuk....i'm not going to see her as much as to spend time out.

even though i'm hardly ever home.

its just wierd.

tomorrow's another day.