Gotta Get up, Gotta Get Out

Or, rather, stay in.

I woke up far too early today and my body is beat.

Watched Alien and half of Aliens with Diba.

Sigourney is our homegirl.

She dug, but then our attention strayed to something less important.

Anyways, she got points from me for liking the movie.

We screamed, hid behind boxes of froot loops, it was, ya know, awesome.

Then I went upstairs and kind of just fell in and out of consciousness, watched Waking Life.

The movie is the post before this. It's real good, watch it.

Took a 3 hour nap, woke up, made dinner for the fam.

During the above sentence, I had "Head Over Heels" on repeat.

It was awful, I love it.

Yesterday, I got my permit.

Oh wow, finally, two years overdue.

Kid sister failed today, by one question-- bad luck really.

Gonna go back tomorrow morning which means that Deebz and I will probably watch more sci-fi tomorrow morning.

After I got my permit, I did some ironic things and then, went and met Elicia at Newbury St.

It was freezing and we had nothing to do after a couple of hours so we went home.

The only useful thing I did was buy some underwear at H&M.

There was nothing to do at home or Sudbury either.

Anyways, now I have specks of tomato sauce on me from cooking and my hands smell garlicky.

I am also very full 'cause I'm such a goddamn great cook.

I'm gonna go shower.