nail polish, phone bills, and text messages.

Today was SO boring. I received that contact I've been waiting for. I don't even care anymore. Well. I do. But I don't. I painted my toes. And I went to Target. Epic.

Why Is a Raven like a Writing Desk?

The world may never ever know. I just got home from seing Alice in Wonderland. Epic. Well, as fa as I can tell. But I never read the book. So I was just like "Huuuuuh??" the entire the time. But it kept me interested. I'm tired. But my mind is buzzng. I'm supposed to have a visitor tonight. However, my roommate caught the apartment on fire and hasn't cleaned up the debris yet. Sooooooo, no company. But anyway. . . .I've been waiting for a paricular phone call all week. And I haven't got it yet. Stupid men. Everyone has called me, EXCEPT for who I was waiting for. Blehhh. Which brings me to my point. Love. It really is a dumb, evil thing. Well, it is when its conditional, which it is most of the time. If we all could experience unconditional, true, amzing, "my heart would stop without you" love . . .then everything would be swell. But since there are ALWAYS conditions, we suffer in love. Everyone is having relationship issues lately. I feel completely empathetic for the female end of the spectrum though. We love so hard, that it can sometimes be impossible to give it up. "I'm through". "I can't do this anymore." "I deserve better." . . .but we end up right back where we started the majority of the time. How completely stupid. So is it better not to be loved at all, then? Hmmmmmm.