Let the wrong begin

I blame Jenn for getting this term stuck in my head again.

*glares* Hate!

And in other news I'm tired and can't sleep. *grumble*

Party this weekend squee!

*bounce* OH my god so hot! Oh my god so hot! OMG OMG OMG!!!

*BOUNCE*! Squee the Boston brit is so adorable. And hot too. And adorable and I should shut up now.

.... so we have moved pasted the body issues part.

*hangs head* Why I'm I so fucked up?

First of AGGGGHHHHHHHHHH! Fucking bug bites!

Okay now that I have gotten that out of my system. I had a fairly good day. I caught Sean online and he bade me cme out and play with him and his friends and go to the movies. It was pretty fun but I definitely think I'm getting to old to go off playing with kids. That or I just really would have rather been home talking with my Boston Brit. *sad* Didn't get to chat with him tonight cause I got home so late. I am sad. He is really rather nice but he works long hours so I only get to chat with him late at night, if at all. Hopefully tomorrow. Not being able to talk because of long work hours doesn't bother me though. LOL Men with jobs are sexy. Evidently he is going back home to England for 8 days at the end of this week to see his family. That is of course super nice but I wonder if he'll have internet access. LOL I am a spoiled Seo.

Anyhow we watched Get Smart which was a pretty funny movie. Some parts could have been better and some parts could have been worse. Overall a good show. Sean's little friend told me that I could not possibly be a sociopath because I didn't have any of the characteristics. I told him that of course i did and one of them is the ability to be charming and blend into a crowd. He told me I hadn't killed anyone yet so I wasn't one. It is conversations like this that really bring home how utterly complacent most human beings are. I mean of course I could be a sociopath. Only stupid ones go on random rampages. The smart ones select their victims carefully and stalk them like hunters. *snorts* I love young boys who are so full of themselves. It makes me want to break them into pieces and remake them into something beautiful. Oh well...