Sleep evades me

I am bored and I can't sleep. I can't write. I can't even play the piano because that would wake up everyone in my house.

And my friend just drunk IMed me saying she got back from a "mini ewr ofehtger" (translation: a mini get together), and it was "sicjjjjj" (meaning "sick") and that she wishes that a friend of hers (not me) had have been there.

O great. Thank you so much for telling me all about a party you didn't invite me to, and then wishing that some person was there. It's so nice of you to take five minutes between getting home and passing out to tell me what I missed.


Fuck life in general.
I'm going ot get the wine out of my closet.
I am literally a closet alcoholic ahahaha.
Just kidding.
But not really.
But really.
But not.