on a totally separate note... i used to think that people who were scared to be alone were just being too needy, but after having a whole big apartment to myself for a couple of days, i begin to see where they are coming from. when you get so bored you are talking to yourself it is bad. when you start discussing tv shows and movies with your dog it's even worse because they just look at you like they have no fuckin idea what you are talking about. but the lowest is talking to your cat... you know they are pretty sharp and they just sit and give you this look like why do you think i care you stupid person... i'm a cat. i'm a little stir crazy so i just had to get out of the house finally so i just went out and drove all over the place wasting gas and picking up all the things i've left lying around atlanta the last couple of days...
the other thing about being alone is that the time goes soooooo freakin slow... i would swear up and down that it's been a week since huey left but it's only been three days... i am so needy... it's disgusting. it also makes me realize that my list of friends to call up and hang out with is ridiculously short and i might need to stop being such a standoffish bitch all the time... it's just depressing.
