I feel like a trash bag.

I have decided it is time to take a trip to beautiful Hamilton. I miss my Lola so much and my roommate has agreed to let me keep her here in Austin for a week or so. YES! I'm so excited. She is exactly what I need right now. I think it is funny how no matter how pissed off or down I am, just seeing a puppy or being around Lola makes it better. Blah. I feel like a trash bag right now. It's cold and yucky outside. My head hurts. My friend got hit by a car. I burned my finger last night. I don't have any fingernail polish remover. And if I get called a hippy one more time I swear I'm going to shank someone. So I think it's a good idea to run to Hamilton and pick up Lola. However, I'm not looking forward to the long ass drive. Gosh I wish I could teleport.