29.07.08 - 1:11 p.m.

today, i sent this email to yolanda:

kick liam out and let me move into your basement. or your oven. just my head, though.

i know in return i'll get some variation of wtf along with an i'll take what i can get.
everyone is like, "no, it's so totally fully completely fine!"

for once, i am not being paranoid.