My life is boring. I come home, eat supper, crochet, and watch Titanic. I haven't watched that movie in soooo long... but we watched the entire thing ronight. Ah, the lives we lead. The excitement we endure. The adventures we survive. And, to add to the excitement, I don't have a day where I get to sleep in until the 25th. I work in the morning every day until then, but then I have a couple of days before I go to Ontario. Bleah. There's nothing worth writing; there's not much exciting going on. I don't think I can handle much more of this excitement.
infinite || abyss