everything's gone nineteen
Friday morning, Q calls me and asks me to pick him up, as the car overheated. Friday afternoon, we get a call from the shop we towed it to - it wasn't a radiator hose, it was the whole God-pounding engine. So our cute little Honda, Midori-chan, is dead. And I don't know how we can afford a new car.
Today I found out one of my closest friends is moving back to Florida. This crushed me. She waited till the last moment to tell me since she knew it would hurt so bad, so I have even less time to spend with her/make the most out of. All my friends leave. No one's left here. I have to figure out how to make some real life friends. I have work friends, but they're all so much older than me - I'm the youngest one on staff at my job. Plus, they seem to only be friends on a superficial level - no one really shares my love of games and anime and role-playing and cycling and whatnot. I have one friend who shares my love of art, but it's not the same art that I do - he's a painter, and I was trained as an illustrator, and I suck at painting, unless it's in watercolor.
This weekend's gone so nineteen it's not even funny. Time to drown my sorrows in meatdimension and badbadbathhouse. Sigh.
Today I found out one of my closest friends is moving back to Florida. This crushed me. She waited till the last moment to tell me since she knew it would hurt so bad, so I have even less time to spend with her/make the most out of. All my friends leave. No one's left here. I have to figure out how to make some real life friends. I have work friends, but they're all so much older than me - I'm the youngest one on staff at my job. Plus, they seem to only be friends on a superficial level - no one really shares my love of games and anime and role-playing and cycling and whatnot. I have one friend who shares my love of art, but it's not the same art that I do - he's a painter, and I was trained as an illustrator, and I suck at painting, unless it's in watercolor.
This weekend's gone so nineteen it's not even funny. Time to drown my sorrows in meatdimension and badbadbathhouse. Sigh.