Today has consisted of waking up in the same clothes I was wearing yesterday, watching RFR on demand -since I wasn't allowed last night, assembling a tent, admiring the tent, tearing the tent down, washing dishes while blaring the Lilly sountrack, talking on the phone with Miles with Lilly music in background until Chels asked "what is that thumping noise?", doing two loads of laundry, and sitting on the couch imagining the very entertaining things I would be doing if I were with Miles right now.
Unfortunatly, he has left with the Bucks, haha, to go to Sandy Neck Beach for three days. Vacationing and whatnot.
I am left to argue with Mom and smile at Nan and Christina Berger. Tomorrow I'm going to church with the elders of Middleboro and then to mom's friend Cathy's house where my parents will spend the hours of my youth discussing this season's football potential and zucchini recipies. Chels and I will be the only non- 40-somethings there. So. this will be fun.
I think I'm going to try to finagle a kidnapping or similar so I can go to Keith's instead.

I'd like to hate myself in the morning,
And raise a little Hell tonight.
I've got the urge to carouse,
And maybe raise a few brows.
Cut looose and pull all the stops out.
Who cares if they call the cops out?
I'd like to wake at noon feeling guilty,
And know somehow that something isn't quite right.
I'd like to hate myself in the morning,
And raise a little Hell tonight.

ash @ 4:58 PM