the incredible boringness of my life. chronicled?

[themeletor]

so, there's a boy at the ACS!job who looks exactly like a somewhat smaller, younger, carelessly-coiffed version of Tomo Milicevic. especially when he forgets to shave. and now that we've gotten past the awkward stage of him hitting on me and me saying "um, girlfriend. sorry," and him staring at my ass, we were actually able to have a conversation tonight, wherein we discovered (via my Twilight in the Fearful Forest tour tee) a common love of The Decemberists. woo! he was horribly saddened to have missed them at the Pabst. poor kid.

... um, that is pretty much all I had to say. or at least, all I had to say that I can now remember. I've dyed my hair again, recently, but it's boring now. so that's not news. and I've gotten my replacement hard drive, but have no guarantees on when the papa will actually get it into my laptop, so that's not really news either.


yep.

I have 111 icon spaces now and no idea what to put in them. oops.