fil is getting sad that i am going away. last nite he wanted me to pretend like i was going away forever i don’t know why so i got out my suitcase and did this big showy “well i guess this is it” type gayness. then i got sad. we haven’t spent more than one or two nites away from each other in like ever.
we saw inside man yesterday i really liked it. jodie foster got on my nerves.
we were walking around and then i realised i needed to drop a deuce and so we had to half-run to indigo and fil made fart-crapping noises the whole way there to help me because he is so nice (sarcasm).
ok i have to pack now.
