So I started my week-end off from from work with playing Rockband @ Mac's place. Then had some isaw nearby.. then fought w/ dear bf, again. Lol. Fell asleep right away the moment I got home and felt the temting comfort of my bed [bum much?] lol. Woke up at 12-ish midnight.. And so here I am, doodling, browsing, dl-ing songs, straming videos on the internet. Hay, lucky lucky me, net alredy exists in my generation. If i would have lived in the 60's, I must have gotten longer sleep, ate when I wake up and imagine abnormal things like an autistic person do. But, I am actually autistic, or a retard, maybe? who has sleeping and eating disorders, and a bad ass girlfriend: before I forget, BF called me insane this afternoon because of too much anger. It's okay though, I have been calling myself sisa since I can't remember when. Well I guess, I am just a douche who didn't get the chance to live in the 60's, and a loving, sensitive and freak GF.
But, since I'm a douche and not a dutchess, hand me some juts. lol. :P
Home on a friday night - lame, lame, lame me. Let's just smoke.. :D
