sharon came up to west virginia for the weekend. i had a great time. and i'm glad she got to meet my friends. i talk about them all the time. isn't it nice to be able to put faces to names?

so i think the best part of the weekend was when my roommate knocked on my door and said 'i know what you're doing in there!' am i not supposed to get high in the apartment? hmm, don't care. or maybe it was when we were really high & i was trying to convince sharon that some random dog wanted to come home with us. "he looked at us! you know what that means!" heehee.

bleh, i feel sick. skipping the rest of my classes. time for sleep.