nothings gonna change my world.

so i'm sitting here and i just remembered that i left my hot pocket in the mircowave,

so now i'm going to have to reheat it.

which is balls because hot pockets aren't exactly the fruit of the gods to begin with.

now don't get me wrong; i love me some molten lava pepperoni flavored deliciousness

but everyone has their limits

oh and people on ichat should respond a little bit quicker,

or at all for that matter david eldon iha;

i need some conversation.

i mean come on, a boy can't live on hot pockets and real world: hollywood alone.

oh and p.s.

i find out about the job at anthropologie tomorrow.

monday at the latest

keep your fingers crossed.