Creepy Stalkers Are Cool – Which Explains A Lot.

Tomorrow, well, the world as I know it ends (wow, a funny from yesterday just came to mind.  A funny that I didn’t understand, and now have to get a song from,  so ya, I guess it should be that big of a deal that I remembered it).
Anyway!
The world as I know it ends.  And no, I don’t feel fine, I’m nervous as all hell.  I have to pack still – waiting for my second load of laundry to be done.
I could be packing,  but that is no fun.  And, since, I am left with pants in the dryer, I don’t want to start and then have to do it all over again (I wouldn’t have to do it all over again, it’s just an excuse for being my lazy-ass self).
Turns out, however, I am getting picked up at 10 AM tomorrow morning, instead of my Aunt leaving her house at 10 AM and getting here at 1PM, like she had told me.  Luckily, my mom told me that this morning – meaning I can leave stuff till the last minute and get it done and not have to worry about it, but still get it done just in the nick of time, like I normally do things.
So, I’m sitting here,  finishing what I started yesterday – if you don’t know what I’m talking about, read my last post, before this one.
And after that, I might pack my stuff up.  Depends on whose on Messenger, if Scott has gotten on yet (he wasn’t on yesterday, and it would be nice to get to talk to him before I’m gone for a holy mess of a long time), and I did have someone say they’d be back later – and me not knowing when later is, I feel sort of obligated to stay.  And it also means that I get to sit here even more, being a complete lazy-ass-bum.
It’s great fun, if you like that sort of thing.

On a complete other note……*I need to find another note, actually*…….
I should probably end this here, seeing as I’m getting sucked further and further into total reading frenzy.  Well, you should know by now.  So, I’ll leave now, probably gonna come back later, bid you all a fare-well, and high-tail it out of here – before I really become a creepy stalker person (I always have a feeling that I’m far to close to that edge than I should be….).