Does That Dress Fit Alright?

I just woke up from the best sleep ever.
It was great.

Yesterday was cool. I hung out with a few friends. Two of them had been up for over 40 hours (about 58 now) because of some drugs they took from this guy down the hall. It was interesting to watch them function. One tried typing an essay that was due today and was having such a hard time trying to focus. So he typed a bunch of nonsense and somehow tied it in to his topic. I was impressed.

The guy down the hall seems like the saddest person I've ever seen. He seemed also to be a compulsive liar. He talked about buying a shotgun, stealing people's stuff and selling it on ebay, going to Oakland to get drugs, and some other stuff. You'd think I should be alarmed by him, but honestly I can tell he's not telling the truth. He also talked about trying to kill himself multiple times. That I believe. I guess he hasn't made any friends around here. I know how that feels. I think the only reason he keeps selling his drugs to those guys is because he's lonely, and likes to have an actual conversation with someone. I guess he withdrew from all of his classes so he probably won't be here long. I wonder what will happen to him.

I added tons of people to TSoW yesterday so I'm expecting a good amount of plays today.
I have to send my next payment to Skratch Magazine today. I'm worried because they haven't sent me the contract they were supposed to give me. I better not be getting ripped off. Oh well. We'll see what happens.

Tracy tonight. I'm really excited. But kind of upset that Lydia is playing at the mall here tomorrow, while I'm gone. That's my luck. HA