||[Mar. 23rd, 2002|03:50 pm]
i'm sick. it doesn't make me happy. it's all alan's fault.
emily is coming over and doing food tonight. that will be fun.
james is now 21. scary.
and i am all alone right now and am in desperate need of some cuddling. ::grumble grumble grumble::
oh, and shawn, i need to talk to you. i don't know when or how, but i do.