curfew?

there was a time when i had a 12:30 curfew. now i take it upon myself to make sure i am home before my dad gets home, at 4:30 ish. and even that has proved itself to be difficult on more than one occasion now. perhaps if andrew was not nocturnal, we might attempt to hang out before 10 or 11 pm. but maybe not. its not a bad thing, the world is much more peaceful at four in the morning, and getting from one place to another is much quicker with all the blinking yelllow lights.
it was a nice night... we played pool (surprise surprise)... and i won 5 games to 4, winning myself the title of "the best." creative, yes. i met jj finally tonight. jj must hav ethought i was the devil for like 20 minutes. he just barked and growled at me as soon as i walked in the door. and he was liek genuinely afraid of me... but then i held the sweater, and i guess you just can't hold the sweater and not be a friendly person. then he wouldn't leave me alone, which i didn't mind, he is incredibly adorable. certainly up there with my doggies.
speaking of hobby lobby, i need to go there, i think i am going wednesday with my mom to pick out a new caddy and brushes for christmas... and i need a canvas to get started on the painting i want to do for my soon-to-be renovated bedroom. i suppose i should look into fabric and what not as well, as my bedding and curtains may need a 180 as well. oh hobby lobby, how i love thee.
ceiling is done, and the walls have there first coat of "orange peel" on them. not as awful of a color as it sounds. quite pleasant, my room is like a whole new place... so happy. i hate doing the ceiling seam, fyi. i think it will need three coats total. who knows, i have enough paint to do four, so i might just do it for teh joy of painting. if my arms haven't fallen off yet.
apparently i did not come off in a postive manner last night. however, it was meant as quite the opposite. i was actually feeeling, while quite solemn and tranquil, very optimistic and generally happy. or at least not sad. and that is not negative. that is postive.
my dad finally got home now, i hope there was a enough space for my mom not to notice that i got home at the same time virtually as him...
meh.