I'm feeling nervous

about my new living situation. My garage and fridge are full, my kitchen is a mess and smells like shit, I got home and the lights were left on and there's some milk left out on the counter. This is not what I bargained for. AND I haven't even gotten my rent yet....arg...I'm feeling queezy. This was supposed to make things easier, not more difficult and irritating. I don't want to deal with this. It's really killing my good mood.

Sunday 4/3, Anyway, in other, more uplifting news, my boy-toy called me yesterday while I was listening to his cd and we talked for a while and he was like "I know I'm supposed to be on vacation and everything but I just want to talk to you" awww, how cute, it was so sweet. I can't wait until he's back...he's so cute...soon enough I suppose. That's about the only exciting thing that happened.