right so all the sitting around on my ass all day is nearing a close, mostly because i just cant take it anymore. so this means i'm gonna have to get a job, which i was slightly resisting, mostly cause i'm picky and dont wanna work as a waitress...or around food...or around ppl really...so yea, this creates a slight problem...but on the upside, cooking is tons of fun, its fun when ur doing it for urself and if u make something that doesnt taste good u can just chunk it and lie to urself that it never happened...

also hanging out with old friends makes me feel old. mostly cause i dont do drugs, and my idea of fun doesnt involve the possibility of getting arrested...so yea, i'm old. and i want a fun job...and i'm never spending another summer at home...