STOP! Pajama-time.

86 effing views this week? Jesus! I'm not THAT interesting, am I?

Heh.

I actually got up early enough this morning to do my hair and put on makeup. I'm NEVER up that early. I'm usually snoozing 'til the last possible second then throwing clothes on in a frenzy and running out the door without doing so much as brushing my hair. Good job. Go me. AND! By the time I got into Tulalip, I had more than enough time to go to Walmart and pick up Monsters. NIIIIICE.

So. Must pass out early tonight (like in a half hour) so I can wake up at around 5am to get to work by 7. Then I shall be off at 4 and I'll head off to SEE MY BABY. GODDAMNITIMISSTERRY. This has been the first time in a long while that we haven't seen each other in more than like, two days. Heh. It's been five.

And last night he was involved in a bunch of legal drama involving Napoleon, which eventually led to him spending the night in jail. MY POOR BABY! So uh... Napoleon has to go. It's so fucking sad. But at least he found out from the cop who took him there that he may actually have his license suspended in the third degree and not the second. Which means he'll be able to drive. He'll have to put up with a bunch of shit to be able to, but at least he'll be mobile again. YESSSSS.

Anyhow. Gotta pack up some shit and then pass out.