So, life's been.. well, life. I've been hanging out with Michael a lot more lately, and we're beginning a nice friendship. Before bed last night, I pictured myself living with him instead of John. It was nice. We wouldn't be dating, we'd just be roommates. It'd be really cool to live with a friend for once.

So I'm awake. And it's 9:30 in the morning, so we know there's a problem. I've been INCREDIBLY sick today and I don't know why. Perhaps stress for spending so much time over there and hoping John doesn't come home early? I don't know. I'll probably start cleaning up around here shortly. We've got the kids this weekend, so the house has to look decent. And I'll HAVE to see Michael today to talk about getting some weekend weed cause those kids are hell and I enjoy being stoned around them 24/7. Haha. Besides, John usually takes us to go see movies and shit when they're here.

Anyhow, smoked half a joint this morning. About to throw the roach in the pipe and smoke it too. The wonderful thing about being awake at 9:30 in the morning? There's enough time for the smell to disappate from my weedage. That's right, I get to smoke in any room of the house, and because of all the fans that are kept going, the smell will be gone by the time John gets home. I don't do this every day, mainly because I'm not up this early every day and I don't know what days John's dad is going to decide to drop in and try to fix this place up. Horrible having landlords... but good at the same time cause they fix shit.

I think I've basically figured out why I am the way I am. I'm naturally cautious. I'm a fucking responsible person, and because of that, I've never actually gotten wasted at a party, or even gone out to drink much with my friends in OK. I hate it. I wish that I could let loose and have a good time most of the time. It's in my genetic discription to make sure that everyone's all cool with each other and shit. It's random and weird.


So anyhow, I get to weigh myself today, and see if the exercising that I've been doing is paying off.
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So, the verdict is, yes, I have been losing weight. Yay me. I just grabbed my pipe, so I'm going to smoke that roach now, and then shoot off a text to Michael to text me back when he wakes up.