9:15 AM Tuesday, <August 19>, <2003>
Monsterloft is nothing but a dream. The plan didn't happen, the conditions weren't met, and 7 friends will not be living together for a year, stop being polite, and start living for real. Nope, didn't happen. I remain at my current residence for the forseeable future. Laundry did get done last night, finally, and I have a whole lot of Under Armour clothing. I need new socks though. I have to admit, I'm a little bummed that Monsterloft didn't happen. Oh well, moving on. My nose is peeling from the sun I got this past weekend. I got the new Dashboard Confessional album that came out last weekend. Good stuff. They're coming to town sometime in October, so I might try to get to that. In a somewhat random note, Chipotle rocks.