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Yesterday was what I've taken to refering to as my "not-wedding." I discovered this last week that the gm of my store didn't even know that I had at any point been engaged, let alone that I am no longer engaged. That was funny...'cause I talk about it freely all the time. And the man knows I've been going to counseling for my depression.
Anyway, I spent most of the time at work yesterday feeling cranky and depressed, and generally not wanting to deal with people. Luckily I was second cut. And luckily that meant I only had to deal with two tables. I spent the day with my friend Maria from work and her long-time friend, who had just moved. We just chilled. And then Maria showed me some of the places she was thinking about buying. Maria is...29?...and she's looking to buy a house. Very grown-up and responsible. Anyway...Maria has adopted me for some reason. We talk about the depression sometimes, and she tries to look out for me. So when I told her about Saturday being my not-wedding and asked what she was doing after work, she was more than happy to take me under wing and keep me distracted.
And after that I stopped at Tully's...'cause that's where I left my car. And talked to some peeps there. And had a cigarette with Norm and Elizabeth and Shelly. And then I went to my parent's house. Where I generally suspected my brother of capturing the affection of my cat.
And I realize that there is no point to this entry. And it's maybe even a little boring. I wish I could say something relevant.
Anyway, I spent most of the time at work yesterday feeling cranky and depressed, and generally not wanting to deal with people. Luckily I was second cut. And luckily that meant I only had to deal with two tables. I spent the day with my friend Maria from work and her long-time friend, who had just moved. We just chilled. And then Maria showed me some of the places she was thinking about buying. Maria is...29?...and she's looking to buy a house. Very grown-up and responsible. Anyway...Maria has adopted me for some reason. We talk about the depression sometimes, and she tries to look out for me. So when I told her about Saturday being my not-wedding and asked what she was doing after work, she was more than happy to take me under wing and keep me distracted.
And after that I stopped at Tully's...'cause that's where I left my car. And talked to some peeps there. And had a cigarette with Norm and Elizabeth and Shelly. And then I went to my parent's house. Where I generally suspected my brother of capturing the affection of my cat.
And I realize that there is no point to this entry. And it's maybe even a little boring. I wish I could say something relevant.