I need shoes. Boots, rather. The ones that caught my eye on the way out of Gravity Pope a few weeks ago. One hundred and thirty dollars. Selling my ipod to the DJ could buy me those shoes...babysitting this weekend will help pay for those shoes ( Read more... )

I got a hair cut today. It was supposed to be with my friend Chris. But he forgot and didn't make appointments.

I asked the DJ for 30 dollars to go get one anyway. He did give it to me because he did promise.

Then I went to the mall. 1. Dropped off my resume to yet another store (Safeway, this time).

2. Grabbed a snack and iced tea from the dollar ( Read more... )

So, my friend got (not really) married to my other friend today in the park (which is far enough away from me that I was hesitant about going in the first place). I wasn't there, but I hosted the bachelorette party yesterday night (drunks, as I have recently learned, are incredibly obnoxious. I'm never drinking again). I was reading a book instead ( Read more... )

I read because then I don't have to think about myself. I can get lost in someone else's thoughts, dreams, aspirations. And I don't have to worry about the idiocy around me, how it might just be present so strongly in the book I'm reading, because it's all fiction.

I like the supernatural best. It's not real. It's something where I revel in the ( Read more... )