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So, my most favorite of months has come to an end.
Added to my list of reasons I love October is the pumpkin pie blizzard at dairy queen.
Mmmm. What new pumpkin treat will I get to add to my list next year???
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Moving on...
Things have lately been sucking in a most major way. I was feeling good for a while the other day though, thinking I had just taken a pretty big step moving toward making things not suck so much. But in Amber's world, when you're feeling pretty good about something, it doesn't take long to get crapped all over.
Ah well. I'm over it. Maybe things will work out. Maybe they won't. You never really can tell. All I know is, the oh-so-cliche "things will work out in the end" is NOT what I want to hear. Because it's not true. Granted, yes, the shit I'm dealing with right now, likely will not even be a faded memory 10, 20, 30 years from now. But that doesn't necessarily mean that things are going to "work out".
I was supposed to go to Melissa's last night to watch movies and whatnot. I ended up crashing on my couch at like 7:30, however. Lame-o. But I did need to catch up on sleep. And I do feel much better now.
This week has been retarded and I'm more than ready for it to be over. Tomorrow is Friday, and of course, this makes me smile.
Done and done.
Added to my list of reasons I love October is the pumpkin pie blizzard at dairy queen.
Mmmm. What new pumpkin treat will I get to add to my list next year???
...
Moving on...
Things have lately been sucking in a most major way. I was feeling good for a while the other day though, thinking I had just taken a pretty big step moving toward making things not suck so much. But in Amber's world, when you're feeling pretty good about something, it doesn't take long to get crapped all over.
Ah well. I'm over it. Maybe things will work out. Maybe they won't. You never really can tell. All I know is, the oh-so-cliche "things will work out in the end" is NOT what I want to hear. Because it's not true. Granted, yes, the shit I'm dealing with right now, likely will not even be a faded memory 10, 20, 30 years from now. But that doesn't necessarily mean that things are going to "work out".
I was supposed to go to Melissa's last night to watch movies and whatnot. I ended up crashing on my couch at like 7:30, however. Lame-o. But I did need to catch up on sleep. And I do feel much better now.
This week has been retarded and I'm more than ready for it to be over. Tomorrow is Friday, and of course, this makes me smile.
Done and done.