This past week i've been really acting really weird.
I've been getting home and passing the fuck out by 8:30 (except for last night the oc was on and i NEEDED to watch it...it was top serious.)
I apparently sent text messages to my exboyfriend in va while i was asleep because i woke up with 5 messages from him asking what the hell i was talking about..i looked at my sent messages and it said "wat ti" and i sent that three times.

I've been really pissy at work. I don't feel like talking to anyone or going out to smoke with the girls. I would much rather just sit here and do my work.
Like today i really had the urge to throw a pen at someone walking by.

I'm not going to Matt Skiba tonight. THATS HOW YOU KNOW THERE IS SOMETHING WRONG WITH ME anyone that knows me knows how much i love that man.
ugh.
My body is just..tired.
My head is about to explode.

I want to move to nashville.

OK NEVERMIND MY STAPLES SUPPLIES JUST CAME IN AS I WAS TYPING.
I NOW HAVE SHARPIE ULTRA THIN MARKERS
PURPLE/PINK/AND GREY LEGAL PADS
AND FINGER CONDOMS! (not really condoms, they are rubber fingers. everyone kept stealing them from me so now i have two boxes of them :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) )

FUCK YES.