Way to save up the goo

Tomorrow is Carita's Day!

I am going to celebrate by getting drunk and dancing and maybe kissing.

I wish that something exciting happened to me today or this week. Maybe i'll have some interesting stories to tell after tomorrow night.

I really miss Erin and Nicole. I feel like we broke up. I have this feeling that once Erin and I move into the partie, we're going to spend a lot of time playing Dr. Mario, eating Zoodles (well, i'll eat them and she'll pretend to eat them), spewing out nonsense, and sleeping. I really want us to get snowed in so that we can get cabin fever and do fun things ilke jump on the couch and walk around pantless. The other night Erin asked me if I ever feel like I live the life of a lesbian without the physicality of it all, which I thought was an interesting question. I think it's just because she cooks for Nicole and I a lot and we spend all of our time as a school which is dictated by angry feminists and when we lie in bed together, Nicole and Erin make me take off my pants even though i'm sometimes not comfortable. Anyways, to answer the question, I don't feel really lesbianish, but sometimes I feel like a widowed bitch.

I ripped off my whole toe nail last night. Josh belittled me and told me that it wasn't even ripped off, but it totally is. When I walk a certain way i'll get a random pain that shoots from my toe nail to my knee cap. Also, it gets stuck to my sock a lot and yesterday I drug a towl along with the broken nail, it was sick.

I'm buying something tomorrow. I don't care what. I'm having another girl moment. The other dayI promptly forked out $100 for stuff on the sale rack at American Eagle. I don't even like American Eagle. Plus, I bought it when my body was retaining so much water I felt like I was going to explode so half of the stuff doesn't even fit anyways.

I've decided that I should be a case study for p.m.s., listen to all the weird shit that happens to me when i'm menstral cycling (science!)
-I have really scary nightmares
-I feel like I want to punch every person who looks within a 10 foot radius of me in the face
-I feel like no one loves me
-I feel like I love no one
-I listen to strange songs like "I'll Make Love to You" by Boys2Men
-I shop at American Eagle
-I become more attracted to black men
-I feel attractive in sweat pants

Sure, some of these are normal (like the wanting to punch people one), but why do I suddenly establish a liking to shitty, out dated, pop music? The other night when Nicole was over, I thought I was going to loose it at my family supper. I think it could have been because Nicole and I almost got into a car accident half an hour earlier, but that is not my problem.

It sounds like someone is trying to break into my house upstairs. That can't be good.