Dec 12, 2009 11:48
I went out to a bar last night with my friend, Joanne. We went to hear a band and dance and have fun and a guy bought me a drink. Joanne asked him what his Tattoos were about, and he said they were for his kids.
I really need MyMegan to get her ass out of the shower so that I can hop in. My break light is out and deepbroodingseriousboy said that he'd change it for me, but I need to shower before we can go pick up the part. Ugh.
I really hope that she gets done soon.
I haven't made any progress on the 18th century paper at all, and now I'm also not going to make any progress on it because of stupid things, like the fact that my break light is out and I have work. I called work and they said as long as I come in for four I'll be okay. Ugh.
I'm tired and feel gross and really want to shower. FML.
I talked to F this morning. We fought. He's coming home on Wednesday. I'm not ready to see him. This is very bad. I'm kind of, maybe, involved with someone else at this point.
stress,
bars,
deepbroodingseriousboy,
men,
papers,
f,
18th century literature