Well here I am typing again I don't know why...but I love to type. Weird huh? Tomorrow my parents are gonna come over and see the whole in the wall that I call an apartment. That's ok though. I am sure they had shitty times in there lives too. They should understand. I can't wait to move upstairs. Oh yea, the landlord finally fixed the furnace. I guess he just took a stick and whacked it. Always worked for me. He is such a doorknob sometimes. My landlord I mean. The other day I was talking to Kyle and he asked me if he could move in with me when we move upstairs. I said sure if he still wanted to because he had turned me down when I asked him the first time. But then I got to thinking about it and I thought he is probably gonna bail on me. Then I call him to verify that he is gonna move in for sure and he said "oh probably not I am getting a job at the prison." Just as I thought he had disappointed me once more. bye