So, it's only two days to my birthday and I still don't know what Brian got me. But his little brother started calling me 'sex machine' and he sent me a wav of Daffy Duck getting a blow job. I'm disturbed, are you?

Um...he obviously didn't hear about my libido from his BROTHER!

So, um...how's it going? I have to admit that I'm a bit distracted by the small pile of unfolded clothes in the corner of my room. But I need more hangers. I can't fix it. I feel so helpless. ;) I've been cleaning and cleaning...more so than just my compulsive behavior could account for. You see, my parents are coming this weekend. Must be clean. Must convince parents I am an adult.

Must tell parents that Kristen is going to England next semester.

Must tell parents that I gave Brian 'first dibs' on the other bedroom.

...Besides, Brian is LIVING with his girlfriend next year...

Well, let's not all call our mothers yet. He still needs a place for the whole year, and I still only need a spare roomie for one semester. It'll all have to be handled VEEEEERY carefully...imagine what the people will say! Oh no!! Two people who have known each other for over 4 years and have been dating (all together now!) for over two years (when you add it all up!) can't LIVE together!

Somewhere, my friends from band are laughing at that. And my band director. And all the people I went to high school with. All of them.

And the Pope say "[something in Italian]"...not only did I not understand him.....(drumroll please...) I DON'T CARE!!!

Mwahahahaha!!

I'll keep you updated on the roomie situation. The moment Brian starts paying rent, you'll know.