Oh well. Things aren't poised to get better just yet. There's a list of things that have improved over the past few days, and a list of things that have gone down the crapper. I'm just not in a very good mood right now. Compounding matters is the fact that Elliot Smith apparently killed himself yesterday, so I'm listening to one of his albums in tribute. Unfortunately, his music is reeeal fucking depressing. Poor guy. RIP, brotha.
Shout outs to Andy and Melissa, who I spoke to on the phone this weekend. I miss you guys. Sorry I won't be able to make Christmas, but I hope you guys have such a fantastic time that it drives me insane with jealousy.
If anyone else ever feels like speaking to me for some reason, please call me anytime. I might not b able to speak at right that moment, but I'll definitely get back to you. If you need my cell phone number, email me and I'll give it to you.