Ha.HA.

I am drunk again, haha. but there's no laughing, I feel bad because I told my roommate i couldn't see a movie with her cuz i had to study, but the real reason was i wanted to drink. plus i kinda hate my roommate and her innate ability to make everything resolutely about her, even the movie she invited me to. i mean she had to see it for one of her classes (stupid arty chicago school). anyway i hate her. in that non-volatile, neighbor-with-a-cute-but-yappy-dog way. WHATEVER the underlying problem was that i don't even have six dollars to spend on a crappy reese witherspoon movie. yeah, six dollars. 6. dollars. i'm so broke. call me?