How annoying are coughing people?
So it breaks my heart, when it is feeling vulnerable, to see pictures of young couples with a baby, toddler, or younger child and how seemingly happy they are. I just saw one of a couple on xanga at the beach, with sun hats on and the waves behind them smiling genuinely out of happiness for the self-taken picture of the three of them, it literally made me wimp out a cry of I don't even know what, joy? envy? pure cuteness? longing-ness? And they were young, maybe even younger than me (25), but I will stumble upon such pictures or real-life families and wimper as I walk by. It's baffling, perhaps my what's that called? Clock something, OH, my biological clock! is being activated or something. I never experienced it before. Sounds absolutely ridiculous though, so perhaps it's just a weird form of PMS I'm experiencing with young love and babies as the trigger? Anyways it's not strong enough to truly pursue.
Moving on...
I'm STUCK at work. This stupid delivery truck won't come, I don't know where it is and it's after 3:30PM and I wanted to leave then but I can't, I'm only waiting till 4:15PM and if they're not here then blame the rain and not me, ugh, I hate this part of my part-time almost non-existant job, ha.
Tonight I'm going to a Tex-Mex restaurant with my family just to back up my Dad talking to the owner about NOT going to Chile with him and other people this month, to which the owner (well just my dad's good friend and semi-business partner) will not be pleased by.
Tomorrow night is the Michael Ian Black and Michael Showalter show at some synagogue in DC. I'm pretty stoked about it, minus my guest, ha. I invited Raul to come as a Christmas gift but somehow doubt us being able to spend an evening together without any others coming along to sort of be a buffer, which means I may end up with a spare ticket if anyone is a fan!??!? (Melissa Foley I might give you a call, hehe.) For some reason my friends typically don't know of or aren't fans of this comedy duo, and it sucks.
Sunday is nothing, yay.
I need to clean my room yet again, it was beautiful for like a week and a half, then I did laundry, and started leaving clothes around, oops. I also need to set up my record player, I had one and it randomly stopped working after 2 weeks, so I exchanged it and hopefully this one won't malfunction!
Yikes this is long.
Moving on...
I'm STUCK at work. This stupid delivery truck won't come, I don't know where it is and it's after 3:30PM and I wanted to leave then but I can't, I'm only waiting till 4:15PM and if they're not here then blame the rain and not me, ugh, I hate this part of my part-time almost non-existant job, ha.
Tonight I'm going to a Tex-Mex restaurant with my family just to back up my Dad talking to the owner about NOT going to Chile with him and other people this month, to which the owner (well just my dad's good friend and semi-business partner) will not be pleased by.
Tomorrow night is the Michael Ian Black and Michael Showalter show at some synagogue in DC. I'm pretty stoked about it, minus my guest, ha. I invited Raul to come as a Christmas gift but somehow doubt us being able to spend an evening together without any others coming along to sort of be a buffer, which means I may end up with a spare ticket if anyone is a fan!??!? (Melissa Foley I might give you a call, hehe.) For some reason my friends typically don't know of or aren't fans of this comedy duo, and it sucks.
Sunday is nothing, yay.
I need to clean my room yet again, it was beautiful for like a week and a half, then I did laundry, and started leaving clothes around, oops. I also need to set up my record player, I had one and it randomly stopped working after 2 weeks, so I exchanged it and hopefully this one won't malfunction!
Yikes this is long.