Friday 2/29

Today was, I assure you, the kind of day where it was a mistake to get out of bed. I looked like shit so I didn't take a picture. It was that bad.

Got up around 2, waited for a bus forEVER, finally got into Oakland around 4. The only significant thing that happened was Julian and I fought with Toby for three hours. Three fucking hours. And zero progress was made. If anything I would wager that Julian and I actually managed to regress, progress-wise, because now Toby thinks everything is fine, we're all friends again, etc when really?

Not at all.

Got home at 10 and returned to bed. Attempted to convince Running Boy to come over, but that obviously did not pan out. Turned down CL Massacre, turned down Engineer Girl. Something about maybe having a boyfriend... Right.

I Ate:
-1/2 Crazy Mocha brownie
-Soy latte
-Curry from Kiva Han
-Coffee
-Kiva Han muffin

I read:
x-men

I listened to:
Elliot Smith's Basement on a Hill. Over and over and over and over...
Dashboard Confessional

I don't like myself when I get like this, and you *know* it's bad when the Narcissist Queen doesn't like hirself.