escape
escape is just outside my window. i can see it, and i can't leave.
WTF? other picture is a clearer view of my escape...i can see my car..and the driveway out to the side road that leads to HWY 17!!
come on 4:30.
It so seems like a Friday. Not that that would really matter..have to work saturday anyway.
So..Michael flies out this Saturday and won't be back till the 20th.
I'm kind of pissed. He waited to arrange all this when it was convenient for his friends. Don't worry about me, or your schedules.
So...this weekend so many fun filled things are going on, as will be next week. St. patty day is my favorite holiday of them all...and yes, i'm feeling a bit selfish and moody.
I don't have anyone to hang out with. I dont really. Costello will hang every now and then...and other than that, my cat.
I really want to do the Irish Festival this Saturday after work. Then there's some kind of cool sounding Seafood Festival with music and arts in St. Augustine all weekend. Ani DiFranco is playing on the 17th at Florida Theatre.
I mean, I can go and do all these things by my lonesome..but when i'm already in a mood..i'd rather have someone to do things with, otherwise it will just further whatever mood.
i dont know..not really making much sense now.
I'm irritated, but that's mellowing out a bit, took some of my magic fast acting calm me down pills.
I'm short on cash because of last Saturday...with Casey's wedding shower I took care of most everything and my dress..and then the bachelorette thing afterwards.
I'm in a poor pitiful jen mood it seems and I fucking hate that.
so...that's all.