In the morning and amazing...
Knowing that I'm over it...Her...Andrea...It feels amazing. Not feeling like I need to talk to her, or that I need her blessing to do something or her opinion...I feel freed. Murdock said she was the bane of my existence & I thought he was being a bit dramatic. But no, she is. She destroyed a lot of things, a lot of GREAT things about me. Now I have to work on getting back to my roots; back to Me.
Logan is back, kind of like that dead character in a soap opera. I was up until 2 AM, laying in bed, texting him while he was working. We talked about how easy it would be if we were together, black people, my drinking, his girlfriend, our day... We always talk about everything, its never been hard or scary to tell him exactly how I feel, which I haven't been able to do with a single other soul.
We don't even know how we met. One day, we were just magically myspace friends and magically got each others phone numbers... Divine intervention, maybe?
Perhaps if I believed in the God thing and all that, then yes, divine intervention. Until then, I'll just call it fate...Another thing I don't believe in. I lack of of faith.
ANYWAY.
I'm tired...Always tired. Being assistant manager is great though...It was like what I did before, cept more pay.
"What does FYE even stand for? It should be Fuck You, Everyone!" Gah, I love customers...Ya know, the socially functional ones.
My face is bleeding again, Ive been picking at the same pimple all day.
I found out today that my mom has watched all the Star Trek shows excite for newest two. Her ex-husband was even a Trekkie. It was destiny for her to have a geek-child.
The nerd in me went super nova yesterday when I went to the Motor City Comic Con, and I engulfed all of the geekiness with open arms.
Anyway, I've got a date with some zombies who want to die.
L4D FTW!
Logan is back, kind of like that dead character in a soap opera. I was up until 2 AM, laying in bed, texting him while he was working. We talked about how easy it would be if we were together, black people, my drinking, his girlfriend, our day... We always talk about everything, its never been hard or scary to tell him exactly how I feel, which I haven't been able to do with a single other soul.
We don't even know how we met. One day, we were just magically myspace friends and magically got each others phone numbers... Divine intervention, maybe?
Perhaps if I believed in the God thing and all that, then yes, divine intervention. Until then, I'll just call it fate...Another thing I don't believe in. I lack of of faith.
ANYWAY.
I'm tired...Always tired. Being assistant manager is great though...It was like what I did before, cept more pay.
"What does FYE even stand for? It should be Fuck You, Everyone!" Gah, I love customers...Ya know, the socially functional ones.
My face is bleeding again, Ive been picking at the same pimple all day.
I found out today that my mom has watched all the Star Trek shows excite for newest two. Her ex-husband was even a Trekkie. It was destiny for her to have a geek-child.
The nerd in me went super nova yesterday when I went to the Motor City Comic Con, and I engulfed all of the geekiness with open arms.
Anyway, I've got a date with some zombies who want to die.
L4D FTW!