Things that weird in my life.
New boy-interest-thing.
There's no giddy excitement or anything. I'm just like "oh, it's Ben. Neat."
Where is my giddy excitement that I love? It's my favorite part of seeing someone new, and it's just not effing there.
It's really annoying and mildly depressing.
Also... weird things keep going on...
Like last night I spontaneously decided to make Vodkaide and get trashed.
I don't drink. Like ever. It's not my ...