If I Could Sleep Forever

I am sitting here, typing this entry while Grant sleeps in my loft bed above me, because he is all 'leepy and tired and ridiculously zombie-like. I'm finding my sources that I have to bring to class in an hour and a half.

Sociology was painfully boring today. I kinda wish I'd skipped it so I could have slept in, and so could Grant.

My bed is very, very creaky. It's solid, but creaky. =/

I think this weekend I'm going to buy myself a DS.

Grr, my printer is not working. I hate it. Hate hate hate. That means I'm going to have to go by the LIBRARY to print it off ARGH.

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I have had the greatest past two days. Grant came up to visit me and got here last night, and we went to dinner and then he and Mel played Animal Crossing and then we watched Veronica Mars and went to Late Nite dinner and then hung out for a while and then slept. And this morning we went to sociology together, even though he did not sleep well at all because I told him he could have the bed, but no, he chose the floor, and slept like crap.

So I said "Fuck English class!" because I've never missed a day in there and we napped and hung out and watched Empire Records and I played Animal Crossing and then we went to downtown DeLand and bought incense and then came back and hung out and then he left.

Yes, I had a very good day.