lost

i seem to be getting a bad habit of staying up until 3 in the morning. it's not good for me, i know, but i get distracted with one thing and another and i lose track of time.
so i, about 2 minutes ago, finished the second season of lost. it's addicting. crazy shit is going down all the time. it's so intense.
today was jack barakat's 21st birthday. i was planning on calling him at home because, thanks to sarah, i have his home number. i was so excited to until the time to call him actually came. i got so fuckin freaked out i couldn't do it.
so, jack, i was going to call you today to wish you a happy bday. but frankly the thought of having to talk to your mom if she picked up scared me shitless. sorry, joyce. i love you, jack. way to be legal now.