I like that my fridaynights are often planned around my boyfriend, and that we almost always do nothing in particular, really. sometimes it's

more entertaining to do nothing, than to plan something. Today I fell asleep again in his arms (yay best place ever) and by the time we woke

it was 8. So we lazed around for abit more, talked while staring at the ceiling, and then walked down his street to find dinner. Settled for some

Roast Duck place, and then he left for LAN while i made my way home. Tomorrow will be good. My weekend is here. Joyous screamings here.

I wish I could leave town for just awhile, luggage in one hand and your hand in the other. Then maybe I'd find this mess more appealing

to come back to. They say absence makes the heart grow fonder. I say absence makes it easier to forget. I wonder if there'd be a

teleportation machine invented soon. I'd like it under the christmas tree.