Spring Break - Day Three

Time- 6:51pm
Listening - Zero 7 - "Simple Things" album
Watching- (on and off) "Perfume" (movie based off of the Jeffrey Suskind book of the same name)
Wearing- Army green american apparel sweats, royal blue american apparel dress, barefeet, no make-up
Eating - lime popsicles

I just got up. Spent more time in my bed today than out of it, reading, sleeping. Coffee with Jared, and there were no funny people at Timmies. At least at Starbucks you can count on being able to laugh at the pretention. Mostly Timmies just looks like a little avenue of nations. Nations that can all probably afford Starbucks, unlike Jared and I. Feeling melancholy and slow, like taking repeated showers and just sitting in the bottom. Jared's been cheering me up with drum solos on my back and forehead kisses and laughter and being terribly accurate with his tickling. Bastard. Supposed to be going to Bar Wild tonight with the girls since I ditched on the cowboy fest last night, but nothing in my body feels "bar" or "wild". Maybe "pub mild"? I just looked at my bookshelf and realised I have 3 copies of "Slaughterhouse Five". Maybe that's the female serial killers "Catcher in the Rye"? Sweet. That would be the strangest part of my day right there. Or when I told the lady at Tim Hortons that I was on spring break and she said yeah, but today is way colder than yesterday. *shrug*