It's been a good few days, we got back Monday night and Cat threw a mini surprise birthday party for me! We had cupcakes, which were delicious (Thank's Cat's mom). Cat got me this AWESOME closet shelfy thing & some little storage boxes, where I keep my drugs. Lia got me a cute backpack thing too.

Well, classes yesterday were fine, then around 3, Jill & Jenny came up with the futon & I helped them put it together. Then we went to Target & Walmart to get crates & stuff, then off to the casino to eat and lose my ass gambling. The food was okay, I'm just not a buffet person. Then I played quarter slots with Aunt Jill's money for a few hours, won some, lost a lot. It was good, it just proved to me that I never ever want to enter a casino again.

I got home and felt like fuck, I had been inhaling smoke and old people for hours on end, I smelled like a vanilla cigar. It was nasty. I felt like I was gonna hurl, but I didn't. I put up the crate/shelves & they look hot. Then I showered my stinky cigar flavored ass and went to the hall council meeting. It was boring as fuck, but I'll probably go every week. Then I came home and talked online while rearranging my crap onto the shelves. It was good for me. I finally went to bed around 12:20. This morning I woke up, brushed my teeth and went to breakfast and now I'm sitting here relaying my life's events to you fine people. Later my loves.