I had a few dreams last night that Chris brought me a bottle of red wine. I woke up and had to think for a few minutes where I stashed it... remembering after awhile that it was a dream.

Is it bad waking up at ten thirty and wanting to drink the whole bottle of wine? Yes.

I've been a shitty friend lately. I'm kinda wondering what is wrong with me. Then again, my friends sometimes don't understand when I say I have no money, I actually mean it this time. None. At all.

Red, red wine.... come back to meeeeee.

Ok so everyone knows I was supposed to go out last night with Topher and the rest of the Dubliner group. I ended up falling asleep around eleven thirty and he woke me up an hour later.... Ooops.

Well, I suppose I should get on with my day.

Shower, cleaning, homework, and dead cats.

Perrfect.