"i check the mail, but there is no letter from you"

i finally got to sleep in. i wish i could do it more but eventually i have to get up and finish my print making project. the windowers are still thumping away. i keep thinking of all the things i have to do, all the plans, i can;t wait to be done with the next few days. why does every hour seem like an eternity. i guess i need a new watch. every thing seems like forever past, forever away. my head is ichy*pouts* martha and i went to hot yoga yesterday morning. it was intense and i can't wait to go back. i wanna do something good for me. thump thump thump is what i hear. i just don't want to get up, it seems like a waste of time right now. but i know i have to do all those stupid little things. it's been no time at all and already i'm a disaster. do you mind when i message that i miss you. is it an annoyance when you are trying to be alone.are you trying to be alone. two more days of work.*sigh* i don't mind it when i am there. but i hate going and i am always anxiousness to leave.
kylan might be getting a job there. as a delivery driver. i told him we needed people so we will see how that goes.
" fragile she doesn't she her beauty, she tries to get away. sometimes it's just that nothing seems worth saving, i wont let her slip away"
i will most likley have to work till 12 on the night of james' party. i have doubts if i should come. i probably will. i always tent to get upset when imiss out on things like that. thought i'm guessing everyone will be drunk and stoned by the time i arrive. which is never a fun situation i think.
i guess thats it, there isn;t much point of my rambling on for nothing. especially when i have things to do.
i hope you know i miss you