Your name to me is just another word.
I thought I was gonna be more upset about being divorced, not because
of any regrets or because I miss him. That's not the case. It's just
kind of sad to give up on something/someone you used to have so much
faith in. I'm not though. I wouldn't change this for anything. I know
I've made the right decision and although I tend to get down on myself
for where I've ended up- a divorcee toot's waitress that lives with her
mother- Chris reminded me last night that I haven't "ended up"
anywhere. It's just a transition. I'm passing through. Man. He's good.
I know- it's not just that one conversation though. He's really good to
talk to. And so far everyone likes him. Love makes people temporarily
blind and stupid, so I need my peeps to watch out for me. Thanks.
Turner has known Chris for like 8 years or something and he was really
happy we are dating. If that counts for anything.
We went to a Halloween party with Turner last night, actually. Josh told me my journal was Hot Shit. I think it's probably been awhile since he's read it. And then he wanted to fight and I kicked his ass. Sweet.
In the Toot's world, there is a stupid, fat-assed, fat-shouldered, cuntwhorebitch that likes to call out of work and SCREW me. I wasn't supposed to stay last night, but that stupid whore called out AGAIN and somehow I got moved into a closing section. TRAMPS. I asked the management wtf? and they said I'm awesome and they love me and they want me there. Someone told me she's got mono, and I said "You know what she's got? My FOOT in her ASS." So... fine. And I've had 2 of the servers tell me I'm a "superstar" which I guess means I'm cool. The money, quite frankly, isn't showing that. But Mike Shelton told me I've got quite a following at the Smryna airport.
I'm not sure how I feel about that.
Tink "the Ball Rocker" and Cam "3rd grade crush" will be here tomorrow! Huzzah! I will bring my beefcake boyfriend and we will carry stuff.
And drink beer.
We went to a Halloween party with Turner last night, actually. Josh told me my journal was Hot Shit. I think it's probably been awhile since he's read it. And then he wanted to fight and I kicked his ass. Sweet.
In the Toot's world, there is a stupid, fat-assed, fat-shouldered, cuntwhorebitch that likes to call out of work and SCREW me. I wasn't supposed to stay last night, but that stupid whore called out AGAIN and somehow I got moved into a closing section. TRAMPS. I asked the management wtf? and they said I'm awesome and they love me and they want me there. Someone told me she's got mono, and I said "You know what she's got? My FOOT in her ASS." So... fine. And I've had 2 of the servers tell me I'm a "superstar" which I guess means I'm cool. The money, quite frankly, isn't showing that. But Mike Shelton told me I've got quite a following at the Smryna airport.
I'm not sure how I feel about that.
Tink "the Ball Rocker" and Cam "3rd grade crush" will be here tomorrow! Huzzah! I will bring my beefcake boyfriend and we will carry stuff.
And drink beer.