Dance.

I finally got it up to go out last night. We went to dance party at O'Hanlons and we all danced. I drank one long island and smoked one cigarette, and then walked home in the cold with the wind in my face the whole way. It was an okay night. I'm currently in a fight with Jesse. It all started because I didn't want him to drive me to the bar because he was high which is a LEGITIMATE COMPLAINT.

Anyway, it was a very cold walk home and I was wearing thin tights. For some reason I still couldn't warm up, even after I got back to the apartment. I piled all the blankets on myself and thought warm thoughts, but to no avail.

I have to get an oil change today at lunch. And then I'm going to MR. BREAKFAST! I've always wanted to try it and today it's finally going to happen!