Babies on speed

The problem with being around my family in short bursts is that I have to do all my serious talking with them all at once. This makes me tired.
My mother told me this evening that she and my father had me as young as they did because then when I was old enough to take care of myself, they would still be young enough to party. This didn't seem to work out quite as they had planned, because of that whole divorce thing.
I do -not- have the new Eels cd because (insert annoyed glance here) my boyfriend said he would pick it up for me and -failed- and then tried to make it better by telling me we would get it while we were out. Instead, we ended up at some ridiculous VIP party at this new restaurant which serves mexican food, which as a rule makes me ill. So. I -will- find time tomorrow.
I want to move to Seattle.
I'm also waiting impatiently to hear how the Logan visit went in Hayden-land. Details, please!

Life aint easy for a dog-faced boy.

Yes, I finally got my goddam cd today. Yes, I am obsessed. But my music and I have this unconditional love thing...
Anyways (Paul), the cd rocks per usual. It's a bit different from the last three, as they usually are, and contains his usual mix of depression and hope. I'm in love.
Today I went to the Renaissance Festival with Amanda and Jackie. A very hot guy that was in the chess match said hello to me and I was glittered to such a huge extent by well-meaning merchants that you could see me from outer space.
Tonight was a party at my aunts house, which was mostly filled with people I dont know. I hate that. But there was family there that I haven't seen in forever, including my mutant 11 foot tall cousin. Well, alright, she's probably more like 5'7" or so, but she's four years younger than I and not allowed to be that freaking tall. It is -not- fair.
If I dont get any Cadbury eggs tomorrow, I'm going to poke out everyone's eyes. Thats right...in the WORLD.