toilet seat
2005-09-09 at 8:13 a.m.

quick update:
my aunt passed away last Saturday. I haven't really had the time/ been in the mood to update before now. The funeral was on Wednesday and I rode the train back to Columbia Thursday night. I've pretty much settled down. I was sort of the light-hearted one cheering everyone up and what-not but not in a lame sitcom way. I just enjoy making people remember the good stuff. But my emotions are still way out of wack. I'm not really sleeping that well. Defintely not eating well if my breakfast of caramel corn is any indication. Plus my mind if just elsewhere and I cannot concentrate on the school work that I need to get done in the next 2 hours. I don't know why I didn't just tell my teachers I was taking the entire week off because my brain apparently has.
oh and I cried this morning over something ENTIRELY retarded. Scared the shit out of Nuke, I'm sure. See we have this thing. it's so lame it's rather embarrassing to tell..especially because i cried.
anywho, so we started this thing when we moved in together. It's a totally trite girl issue but Luke grew up with brothers and no sisters. So they have always just left the toilet seat up. Now I've never had to deal with this because my dad and brother are trained in the art of not leaving the toilet seat up. So when Nuke and I moved in together I was taken aback. So Luke suggested that everytime he leaves the toilet seat up I should tell him and he'll come in and put it down.
So he still does it occasionally (once a day usually) but he still tells me to tell him (thought I secretly think he regrets it). So this morning I accidentaly hit the off button on the alarm and we slept in till 5:30. Well he jumped out of bed when he realized what time it was and went to the bathroom and what-not. I got up and went to the bathroom while he was making coffee and I came out and asked if he was going to put the toilet seat down and he said "no". So I, naturally,
burst into tears. WTF, mate?! Telling that entire story is embarrassing enough but the fact that I burst into tears?! Fuck this emotional roller coaster! I don't even give a fuck about the toilet seat. I never want to tell him to put it down again.
Well needless to say Luke was shocked. He apologized profusely and said he didn't mean to say "no" and that he wasn't mad. I guess myabe I thought he was mad at me about the alarm clock and whatever and
so
yeah
I've now gone nuts.
fuck