i wish itd' make up its fucking mind. the light outside is creeping me out. i heard a rumble of thunder. perhaps i should get off the computer. there is nothing going on today. nobody to talk to. i can't get my "my chemical romance" picture back and she took the fucking layout off. ooh. i'm mad about that. i'll ask somone. i ifgured out other stuff. so... eh i guess that's okay. it is windy and i know tony's going to freak. OH. here's the rain. well the cats have taken to hiding under a drawer in the kitchen. it is hell to get them out. and im really scared that one day when i get in for the rubber gloves i'll stick my hand in cat shit. oh well. i'm going to eat some graham crackers.