Because It's Better To Be Irrational With Me Than Rational With Someone Else

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Things Happen When You Don't Want Them Too

So I am sitting in the bus, and some fool runs his fingers through my hair. I slowly but oh so obviously disguisted move away. NO ONE TOUCHES MY HAIR. EVER.

In other news, my neighbors just had medium-loud sex. Can't tell if I am just perverted, because I listened in. On the other hand, they should have been quieter. Also, five minutes? No comments.

I am really good friends with someone who plays for the Mets. Oddly enough, I just found that out today; that he plays for the Mets, not that we're friends (I knew that part since September).

It is hard to clean a 3 ft tall cage with two rats still inside. My two new additions are still afraid of me and still won't let me move them to a temp cage when cleaning their housing. I got tired of the rat urine, so I did what I had to. They were not too fond of that either. I don't think I will gain their trust anytime soon.

I think my boyfriend of 5 months proposed to me. I am not quite sure of that though.

11:49 p.m. - May 05, 2009

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