Didn't get to see the . . . whatever this new boycreature is on Thursday after all, or yesterday, which was the backup plan. Went to work yesterday, then to the ex-boy's place to (theoretically) talk about stuff except he is an idiot and managed to make that utterly impossible in a way which resulted in my telling him he should probably hide all ( Read more... )

Blue Velvet was closed last night because of the Packer game. Fucking football. I was looking forward to strong alcohol and good company. It was too cold out for anyone to want to walk far, so we stopped in at the ex-Boy's to warm up, ended up hanging out there for a while. Anyway. I got to see Ayesha and R.J. and Katie and Alan for a little while ( Read more... )

I have now seen Juno three times. Once because I was curious, twice because it was awesome and I wanted to see if Sarah would get the same feeling of eerie familiarity I did, and the third because Papa needed someone to see it with. Every time I see more in it. I mean, it's clever and sweet and everything, but there is more to be said for it that I ( Read more... )

Things are getting better. Talking to friends and family helped. Surprisingly, talking with the last person I wanted to talk to helped the most. It still hurts. It hurts in a very deep, real, and frightening way. But I'm remembering how to breathe. Instead of feeling like I am an incoherent mess of pain, I'm beginning to feel like myself, just ( Read more... )

Called mama, spazzed out at her for a while-- as soon as she realized I was upset, she asked if I needed money. Am v. amused, and explained to her that while I am completely broke, I am not, in fact, in need of money, as I'm surprisingly good at avoiding all situations that call for it (we call this being antisocial.) Anyway, explained the ( Read more... )

If you are not comfortable with/in no mood for dealing with my having a complete spaz attack, ignore this. If you want to hear my melodramatics, they're ( under the cut )