Straight No Chaser

Julia Julia Julia

bad bad weekend. i'm really bummed. it had all the makings of a great one--it is my first weekend since work started, which meant i should have been really psyched about getting to sleep in for the first morning since monday, and it's a long weekend at that, but it still sucked. i hate fighting with friends and being too concerned with peacekeeping to self-express, fighting with parents and being too spineless to make my point, feeling fat on shopping trips, melodramatically hating life. a post-midnight viewing of pretty woman has thus far been the high point of my weekend. a prehistoric romantic comedy about a hooker with horse teeth. woot. oh, and marcus is being good, but only in the sense that he's not being bad.

sigh. i'm being unfair. i love julia roberts. and pretty woman.

i should shut up and go to bed. or die.

somebody write me a quick-and-dirty one-paragraph romance. it'll cheer me up and i'll reward you with...love? mad fondness and appreciation? a winning smile you can't see over the internet?