It's not all bad luck or poor coordination. The doubting part of you seems to be making its statement through acts of sabotage. Handle precious things with care, if you must handle them at all.

that's my horoscope for today. fucking freaked me out. no need to explain, as i'm just being paranoid.

had the most wonderful conversation with don a few minutes ago about will. and about how will is a better kisser than don. oh i loved it. i want to rub it all in his face, even though he probably doesn't give a shit. but it makes me feel better. it was fabulous when i told him i couldn't come up the rutgers this weekend because i was moving and because i had a date. normally, a date wouldn't keep me away from the girls, gamma sigma, and natty ice, but i just couldn't resist.

girls are evil.