I love it when Chris comes over, because then I have someone to hang out with... but I hate it when he leaves... I feel so alone. I hate that. Thank goodness for Chester, thats all I've got to say.
He told me to goto bed when he left... apparently hanging out with him two days in a row is tiring... who knew?
I *so* don't want to goto bed... but I guess I will soon... its not like I have anything better to do.
I wish I had my own place though... I have good reasons why... or not, but it sounds good.
I am losing it, I think...