I don't write love songs.

So me and Steph hear rats. And I don't know if they are for sure rats in our walls, or if it is a bird. Honestly, it sounds like a big rat that likes to sing or a bird that is stuck in between our walls in the closet. But how could a bird get in there? Anyway, I moved my stash of food out of the closet and put it into a suitcase.
Not much has been going on lately. Last night me and Steph laid on our beds and talked and two times we caught ourselves saying.. "What are we doing!?" It was 1:00 in the morning. And for some reason, I can not go to sleep at before midnight. I guess I've just gotten used to it. Well, and it could be because I come home and go to sleep for three hours. You would think I got all of the sleep that I needed in Stats.
I'm hoping Saturday I'll just get to sleep in and study some.
Obviously this blog has nothing to do with love songs, I thought I'd get you on that one ;)