why am i still up?

that was more of a rhetorical tone - because i am stupid and stif-necked and *needed* to UL al the music from my laptop to my iPod tonight (it now holds over 1000 songs, which iss over 300 hours of listening time, last i checked).

chatting with my cousin moshe sussman, some of you may know him as michael. cool thing with mosh iss that he's not just family, he's also one of my really god friends. who has an edge over other friends cause he's family, and knows our secrets, and how i function for real. and is freezing, having eaten a tray of ice.

i am unspeakably upset with someone i have met once who didn't even stick around for an introduction. ok, that was a lie. i'm not mad. i'm mildly irritated. i didn't care until moshe brought his name up, which brought a memory flooding back (why is it always lfooding? maybe this one slowly dripped...). but this guy lives on in my head as rude and arrogant and i can't inagine hw moshe tolerates that unless he's exceptionally bright. which i doubt being as HE TURNED HIS BACK ON ME. *grin*

i bought myself a watch for all of $9 or so and it's really nice, and i look all fancy, and so it's been decided that from now on i will try to dress like more of an adult around my parents, at the very least. which, as any of you who know my bizarro personal shopping tastes can attest to, means i need a full new wardrboe. not even funny. everything i own is low rise, short sleeves, short hems, t-shirts, ratty pants, punk sneakers... i like it. i just look like i'm 13. ah, well. so today is officially the end of my second full day in a row dressing nicely.
boo on dressing nicely.

i've also decided that i'd like to have a nrmal relationship with someone. debating where to look for him. i know he's hiding somewhere fantastic. well - if you're lonely, i'm sorry i'm not looking for you right now, but i will be soon, so until then, here's a *kiss* to keep you company.

(i'm giving moshe permission to not be ready to get engaged at the age of 25. i'm wonderful. )