Thursday

Work was boring. The most exciting thing that happened to me was that I spilled a milkshake on myself a little bit, and that was on the way home.

I miss my friends, even though most of them probably don't miss me.

I can't go tomorrow, and it sucks.

I want to get paid.

I miss Ryan a LOT.

I probably won't get to see any of my friends until Wednesday.

I want to sleep all through tomorrow and wake up Saturday morning.

Have I mentioned I'm not a big fan of Convention?

I'm in a lame mood. Goodnight.