dirty dirty

I'm moving! June 1st hopefully if everything goes according to my master plan. To a big three bedroom townhouse, with one full bath and 2 half baths, Laundry room where I can put my very own washer/dryer in that I won't have to share with strangers, that's free, where I can fall asleep on the couch while my clothes get clean, a huge living room a dining room, a kitchen with a dishwasher and garbage disposal, closets lots of closets, FREE UTILITIES!!! a backyard for our dog. Free parking and no restrictions due to street cleaning or business districts. Where is this magical place? Shitty Treasure Island. The place is super cute and huge and quiet. The views driving into the city are so awesome, both bridges and the downtown skyline, not to mention the bay, Alcatraz and Angel Island too! I got into a heated fight with my current landlord because she's the worst landlord ever. She's a fucking retard and I'll just leave it at that. I can't wait to move the fuck out.

A lot has been going on lately. I'm completely infatuated with someone. It's a secret. It's nothing. It's all wrong.

Work has been crazy. My boss is gone for the week and I am trying to catch up with everything I need to do and yet, I find myself sitting here procrastinating, thinking about things, daydreaming, fucking around on the internet.. etc. I don't know what I'm doing. I'm so A.D.D. I have another hour before I can leave. I should do something.