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There are two other people in the office right now. Three now. Awesome. Sitting in my alcove by myself trying not to vomit all over the computer while I listen to Pharoahe Monch's "Desire." What a fantastic album.
I saw Juno twice last night. I want to see it again. It is a very enjoyable film, and I legitimately feel better when I leave the theater.
Christmas was all right I guess. Kj was a little of a pain, and she isn't very grateful, but this is nothing new.
I got all I wanted, which included some new socks and underpants along with more white undershirts. I also got a long-sleeved shirt and a blue shirt and a pair of shorts.
My mother got me the Dark Tower hardcover comic, which really made my day, and also provided inspiration for what will be my next tattoo.
My mother and Kevin also collaborated in getting me a hotel room as well as a rental car for my trip to Memphis tomorrow night/friday morning. That was unexpected and really really nice. It will be fun to be able to actually listen to music and have headlights that work when I spend 26 hours of my life behind the wheel this weekend.
I bought myself Eastern Promises, which is wicked kick-ass, and Pharoahe Monch's "Desire" as well as Lethal Squad Mixtpes: Dose #1 Prescribed by DJ Bear Herron. Totally sweet for sures.
I spent Christmas Eve with John and Brian, and it was much more enjoyable and helpful than I thought it would be. John has been of the mind that although I really feel like I want to at least talk to Tori about what happened and get some sort of face-time and explanation from her, I should come to the realization that the likelihood of that ever happening is miniscule. That really sucks, but it stings of the truth, and I know I should just stop being such a bitch about it.
Brian had sage wisdom as always, and he said that I should be happy that I got to spend some intimate time with someone I cared about and was so attracted to for such a long time. That is something that I can get behind, and it is totally lame that I hadn't thought of it like that first. There is a lot to be said for how crucial the month-and-a-half was, regardless of how I feel about what happened at the end.
So for that, among other things, thank you.
I just kind of wish it could have been me.
Also, I came into the office at 9:30 a.m., and it is now almost 5 p.m. and I am still not done with my job. This is frustrating, because all I want to do is go home and shower and get ready for the Magic game tonight. Woot.
I saw Juno twice last night. I want to see it again. It is a very enjoyable film, and I legitimately feel better when I leave the theater.
Christmas was all right I guess. Kj was a little of a pain, and she isn't very grateful, but this is nothing new.
I got all I wanted, which included some new socks and underpants along with more white undershirts. I also got a long-sleeved shirt and a blue shirt and a pair of shorts.
My mother got me the Dark Tower hardcover comic, which really made my day, and also provided inspiration for what will be my next tattoo.
My mother and Kevin also collaborated in getting me a hotel room as well as a rental car for my trip to Memphis tomorrow night/friday morning. That was unexpected and really really nice. It will be fun to be able to actually listen to music and have headlights that work when I spend 26 hours of my life behind the wheel this weekend.
I bought myself Eastern Promises, which is wicked kick-ass, and Pharoahe Monch's "Desire" as well as Lethal Squad Mixtpes: Dose #1 Prescribed by DJ Bear Herron. Totally sweet for sures.
I spent Christmas Eve with John and Brian, and it was much more enjoyable and helpful than I thought it would be. John has been of the mind that although I really feel like I want to at least talk to Tori about what happened and get some sort of face-time and explanation from her, I should come to the realization that the likelihood of that ever happening is miniscule. That really sucks, but it stings of the truth, and I know I should just stop being such a bitch about it.
Brian had sage wisdom as always, and he said that I should be happy that I got to spend some intimate time with someone I cared about and was so attracted to for such a long time. That is something that I can get behind, and it is totally lame that I hadn't thought of it like that first. There is a lot to be said for how crucial the month-and-a-half was, regardless of how I feel about what happened at the end.
So for that, among other things, thank you.
I just kind of wish it could have been me.
Also, I came into the office at 9:30 a.m., and it is now almost 5 p.m. and I am still not done with my job. This is frustrating, because all I want to do is go home and shower and get ready for the Magic game tonight. Woot.