I hate, hate, hate it when I fall for someone against my better judgement. It's happening entriely too often as of late. Ah well, it least it keeps things interesting. Hells yeah, forty year old men. :)
In other news, I'm contemplating going to Chicago for the weekend of my 22nd birthday. I'd really like to go for that whole week, but I don't think any of my friends would be able to do the whole week and I don't wanna be there by myself.
Talked to Robbie for the first time in like a year today. He said it was kinda awkward so I hugged him because I'm weird like that.
I had more that I wanted to write about but the add had other ideas.
