i have been on the telephone with david for 5 hours. i just realized what a long time that is. i could have written a whole essay by now. fuck! oh well, he makes me happy. i am not tired at all and i am going to fair tomorrow so i really should go to bed. its 5 a.m. in the morning, geeze. i am still wearing my clothes and shoes from yesterday and my hair is more greasy than i ever thought was humanly possible. gross. i need to shower. i am so bored that i actually sat and watched this animated moving picture of my ex boyfriend and his new girlfriend kissing. yes thats right. yeah, theres nothing to do. i really hope he does not still read this. that would not make me look real good here. but hey, im through censoring myself. the end.