I went to Stacey's house last night. Hanging out, drinking chai, talking about girlie things and playing with our occult toys. Yes, you read me right. I have a tarot deck and she has a set of runes. There's really not much else to say about it.

Except that I was there until 12:30. So.very.tired.

Got home last night. The apartment complex office said that the central a/c system would not be on until tomorrow (now today). So I expected a sweltering inferno that had already baked my furniture to a nice crispy black while I was out.

I opened the door to a blast of cool air. What? Cool air?!? Yes. Cool air. As in the a/c system was on and by morning I was happily freezing my ass off everytime I kicked off the blankets. The house even had that a/c smell that I like for some reason.

Now Brendan can come home and all is well. Hooray.

How long can I babble at this before I drive you insane with my silly bursts of run of the mill stories about my day?

I finished this pack of cigarettes and I'm finding that I'm unsure as to whether or not I'll buy another or if I just don't care about smoking anymore. It remains to be seen, I suppose. Here's to hoping.