Unless it’s someone’s birthday or anniversary or I’m on vacation, I’m home on Friday nights. I play some catch-up, watch some boob tube, mess around on the computer, make phone calls and so on.
I was home almost-alone last night. One of my housemates stuck around, but she’s sick.
i’m a giant dork. i’m in on another friday night. and probably saturday night. just doin mah homework, going to the gym, and doing general shit. my roomie roams around, though.
every once in a while, i get a phone call from one of my drunk friends to help DD. and i do.
Hey, just like me! Only it’s Saturday night and I couldn’t find The Family Guy Movie, so it’s just Donnie Darko.
Last night I just lazed around the house reading The Shinning and my mom made me dinner because I’ve been sick latley and I busted up my foot at dance class on Wednesday.
Not pathetic at all.