take it to the top.

after hanging at an awkward house party there is nothing better then coming home and sitting here wrapped up in my blankets, eating cereal, and watching sex and the city. this week is going to be absolutely horrid but next weekend should get me back to myself. a night with him, on valentines day, may not be the smartest situation to put myself in, but I miss having someone to sleep next to and I need to get away (even if for a night). I want a hot chocolate right now, but I'll take this warm weather instead.