*sigh*

May 03, 2003 23:24

I hate the fact that I have to keep such a constant grip on myself...if I let go for a second it all unravels and it's so exhausting. If I seem freakishly chipper it's because I'm trying very very hard.

We took a test in Spicer's last Friday to find out if we were a romantic or a realist. I was a realist, and she said she wasn't surprised (bitch, like you even know me). What she didn't know was that being a Romantic made me a realist. It was killing me.

Enough of that. I'm not loosening my hold.

Today we bummed around the house (we is Dri, Nicol and myself) until Sir got home. We went to lunch at Applebee's (Dri screamed and people stared) and did the usual nothing. And rented movies. Saw X-Men, so we'll be all cued up when we see the sequel tomorrow. I love going to the movies. Oh, and we went yesterday so Sir and Nicol could see A Mighty Wind. Good stuff. Yup......*grumbles* I still feel sick and weak.

Oh, M.S. wanted my number. I don't know why I gave it to him. But if this crazy shit starts all over again I'm throwing in the towel.

I find that I get depressed most when I'm up late at the computer, reminds me of....but that ship has sailed. And I don't blame him in the slightest. I'm over it.

Love and string cheese,
*jane
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