Jul 13, 2006 13:04
(want to know a secret?:
the, "rhythm method",
if you practice it correctly,
works.)
these days i drink too much coffee and worry too much about where i will be in five years. jess's age. i hope i am well adjusted,(or at least strong enough to stand up for myself) despite panic disorders and add. the crush i have on the girl who festers other people's tribulations is scaring me more than when i say, "i love you" out loud to my boyfriend who was born when my mother was the age that separates he and i now.
it always rains on my day off.
costumers are giving me their numbers while i am fluffing coffee filters, and i am proud of myself for actually publicly acknowledging my relationship, rather than concealing it and feeding the addiction to the act of being single.
i swear my hands continuously smell of bleach and syrups long after i soak them in blue, green or yellow dawn.
i need to consume a ludicrously late breakfast, deposit this check, pull myself together to venture to lowe's with the carsalesmen, who is a good friend now right? ha, that sounds familiar