strangers in my house

i have an appointment tomorrow to get more drugs.. its a good thing too, i am out. i accomplished some stuff this weekend but i think i am working at a pace that would have been fine, had i started three weeks ago like i should have. blearghhhhh. radio personalities are the worst. my apartment is a mess of paper from collages. my fat stomach is pulsing with joy. i wish i was at home in halifax right now. but there are strangers living in my house so i would have to kill them. hmmmmm