half sentences life update
My life consists of working, sleeping, drinking, and dialling.
I picked up a boy at jury duty. He found me in my ice cream store two days later. He left me a note that made me smile for two days. He thinks I'm beautiful.
I've reconnected with a middle school blast from the past. He's the nicest person I think I've ever (re)met and I'm more honest with him after three days of talking than I ever was with Dan. He calls me on the weekends when he's out of town because he's thinking of me, or because he's nervous before a show and needs someone to talk to, and I think that's sweet. He listens to every word I say and turns them into song titles, like "the infamous someday". He told me I should write more, and he plays the drums with more passion than I've seen out of someone for a long time. It's incredible, and inspiring.
My life is falling into order without me even trying.
I just applied for another assistantship because I didn't get the first one. I'm crossing my fingers.
I found an apartment. It's huge and beautiful and everything I could hope for...and I don't know how I'm going to pay the rent.
I inappropriately call people at 3am, loopy off gin and tonics and no sleep. I proposed to Joey via voicemail. I think I called Mayo about 40 times one night. I texted the garbage king and it threw him over the edge. I called AD, too, and immediately regretted it.
Mitten reunion is impending.
I am psyched/curious to see how 8 hours in a car with Wog, Daniel and miscellaneous friends driven by me and Ana is going to work out.
I threw up at Suzy Q's and crushed on the ice cream delivery man Thursday morning.
I have three freaking jobs. Death.
My brother is getting older and funnier and sassier by the day. He's my new best friend. He repeats everything I say, "even the swear words" according to him, but we don't tell Mom that.
JC is being absent lately. I wonder why.
Life is fast paced and insane. I work more than I sleep and I drink more than I should.
...but I'm having a good time, and I'll sleep when I'm dead.
I picked up a boy at jury duty. He found me in my ice cream store two days later. He left me a note that made me smile for two days. He thinks I'm beautiful.
I've reconnected with a middle school blast from the past. He's the nicest person I think I've ever (re)met and I'm more honest with him after three days of talking than I ever was with Dan. He calls me on the weekends when he's out of town because he's thinking of me, or because he's nervous before a show and needs someone to talk to, and I think that's sweet. He listens to every word I say and turns them into song titles, like "the infamous someday". He told me I should write more, and he plays the drums with more passion than I've seen out of someone for a long time. It's incredible, and inspiring.
My life is falling into order without me even trying.
I just applied for another assistantship because I didn't get the first one. I'm crossing my fingers.
I found an apartment. It's huge and beautiful and everything I could hope for...and I don't know how I'm going to pay the rent.
I inappropriately call people at 3am, loopy off gin and tonics and no sleep. I proposed to Joey via voicemail. I think I called Mayo about 40 times one night. I texted the garbage king and it threw him over the edge. I called AD, too, and immediately regretted it.
Mitten reunion is impending.
I am psyched/curious to see how 8 hours in a car with Wog, Daniel and miscellaneous friends driven by me and Ana is going to work out.
I threw up at Suzy Q's and crushed on the ice cream delivery man Thursday morning.
I have three freaking jobs. Death.
My brother is getting older and funnier and sassier by the day. He's my new best friend. He repeats everything I say, "even the swear words" according to him, but we don't tell Mom that.
JC is being absent lately. I wonder why.
Life is fast paced and insane. I work more than I sleep and I drink more than I should.
...but I'm having a good time, and I'll sleep when I'm dead.