Okay so it's been awhile since i have written here; and i sense it will be long. I ah I don't know how to say this. I have used R. as a crutch not believing someone will fall for me because of the chair blah blah blah obviously stupid I know. Let that prelude the rest of this post.

So we had the day off of classes yesterday. And my friends and I decided it would be a good idea to get crazy drunk the night before. One girl--Diamond, we'll call her--procured some delicious rum from the Bahamas (from a previous hookup in her dorm), and four queer, single girls proceeded to down an inordinate amount of generously measured shots.

So I got myself a new gf, and we've been dating for about a week, and everyday I've been on the hour-ish bus ride to go see her. It makes me happy. Her best friend amuses me greatly. Made me miss all of my friends I drifted away from. But oh well. She's at work and my sister was due yesterday, but the baby hasn't popped out yet. I have a job interview tomarrow.