Zzz...

Well if you wanted honesty, 
That's all you had to say.
I never want to let you down, 
Or have you go, it's better off this way.
For all the dirty looks, 
The photographs your boyfriend took,
Remember when you broke your foot,
From jumping out the second floor?


"I'm Not Okay"
-My Chemical Romance

Hello, you crazy kids. I'm not myself today. Mostly because my two best friends slept over at my house last night, and we goofed off among other things. We also called my best guyfriend and talked for three whole hours about random nonsense, including three guyfriends of his that sound perfect for us. My "match" is a hockey-playing drummer who likes Sick Puppies and bands of that sort. He doesn't have a Facebook because he doesn't want to be part of the generation of technology-addicted teenagers who do feel the need to put their entire life online. His mom died last year, so he tries to take care of his little sister and is so devoted to her it's a sin. If this dude was vegetarian, I'd be in love. I'm not sure how I feel about getting set up, however, just because I've never met this guy and he goes to a different school. Oh well, I trust this really good friend of mine, and who knows? Maybe it'll work out. 


I'm still kind of sleepy, so this isn't going to be a long post. I'm watching the Hawks game, and right now they're up 3-2, with 2:57 left in the period. Before we get to the hawks, however, let's talk about the Bears being 9 and freaking 3. Then again, they were playing the Lions. I didn't get a chance to actually see the game, but I heard about ANOTHER really bad call against the Lions in which Cutler got an elbow to the head, but on further review, wasn't actually an elbow to the head. I guess it set the Lions back and got the Bears a first down. Hey, the Bears won, I'm not complaining. 


All right, I'm gonna watch the last period and head to bed. Night night.


Love always, 
Sarah Snarky