except i planned on going to qdoba/the gym today and then i remember:

…oh fuck i don’t have a key to get back in my apartment. why not just call up your roomates and find out where they are..

…oh shit thats right i don’t have a fucking phone. some fuck head stole it from my apartment. the asshole answered the phone the other day before hanging up. 

but my list of accomplishments: i’ve almost watched an entire season of true blood in 3 days..and i have  developed some kind of heart burn/acid reflux thing. too much alc says google. 

but tomorrow i go back to work. yayyy theres a little sunshine.