Austin's Lesbo BBQ

And the week pushes on...

Last night I was presented with the opportunity to see the Snow Patrol show. It ended up being quite decent. You really can't go wrong with rock music and English/Irish/Scottish accents in my book. "You're from the U.K.? Ok then...you automatically rock." I had a good time.

Also, my new roommate came by and picked up a key yesterday. I told her that she could come by whenever she felt like it and that I'd get used to it. I figured there was no real reason to make her move all of her stuff in on the first...besides my wanting to soak up my last days of living alone. I never thought that I'd get all selfish about my "personal space", but now that my days alone are limited, I'm finding myself freaking out. Gah. And after all the months I've spent bitching about being alone! I'm so fickle and unappeasable.

In order to demonstrate my point, I'm tired of typing now. I'm going to the Home Depot and then I'm going to watch Mean Girls. Yeah. See what I mean?