I've been such a hermit lately. Which is extremely odd for me. Everyone keeps calling me up, and inviting me places, which I love love love, but I just turn them down. I feel like poo. WHO GETS SICK IN THE SUMMER?!?!? I ask you.
I keep thinking in circles and now I'm listening to music from Chicago. I'm going to the Rocky Horror Show tomorrow, but it's a dumb arrangement and a roast beef buffet. DAMN YOU, MARYBREAST, DAMN YOU! My dad was making bacon (HAHAHAHAHA!) today as I was leaving, and it smelt so good I almost died. I hate people who call me a hypocrite for being a vegetarian but refusing to go all PETA-activisty and throw tomatoes at those who wear fur. Especially when these people calling me hypocritical aren't even vegetarians themselves. Oh, you laugh now, but it has happened, I swear to god.