pumpkins, pinkies, and pasta, oh my!

yep, that was my evening: lots of people dressed in pink (except Kyle's roomie Will- he fucking DYED his body pink last night), baby wading pools full of pasta (through which crazy people, such as the male i call mine, crawl and look for hot dogs to put into a bucket... with their mouth), and pumpkin carving (mine rocked... i'll try to get a photo).

the day wasn't much better. serious grovelling in order to appease my spanish teacher... then i had to make up the chapter test i missed, only to miss class today... fucking alarm clock on my phone. i wish my actual clock worked... actually, it probably does, i just don't know how to make it work. pretty sad, huh?

i don't even remember my other two classes... i didn't get to take my nap like i'd hoped, but i did get to laugh at photos of Will the Pink. not as good as a nap, but it was fun.

i have to do spanish homework... fuck... don't want to... but i have to... and i think i got invited to breakfast tomorrow with Kyle and his father, but i'm not sure... fuck it, i'm going to go do my homework. cheers!

"fuck" is such a great word. it makes my mind happy to use it... happy in ways similar to appeasing my ocd compulsions... kind of an ease... a feverish relaxation... :)