Good times for a change
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today was definitely one of the weirdest days of my life. i wake up early to attempt to job hunt. i am semi-successful. i eat lunch with my sister and her fiance! yes, my sister, summer is getting married! goddamn. everyone is growing up and shit, and it scares the shit out of me. after that, i made her buy me beer and then i went to bonnie's house. which, if you watched the news today, a fucking crazy woman who lives two fucking houses down from her, had 97 cats living in her house. bay news 9, fox 13, were all on her street. so we decide to drink more, and then stumble up there, to try to get the scoop firsthand. the reporters said it was the worst case of animal cruelty they've seen in 20 years. and 97 wasn't the final count. there's still more! one was found dead under the sofa. i met
!!! apparently, he is somewhat well-known 'round these parts? run into josh green and jarrod, who were also checking out the fucking crime scene. for real. it was just cat after cat being carried out. it was so surreal. nothing exciting happens in this shithole town! check the paper tomorrow. on seminole road in tarpon springs. crazy. fucking. shit. or you could just click the link above and read that shit yo damn self.
so after harrassing the news reporters, we go back to bonnie's to finish our yuengling. then we all part ways. i go home, drunk, and drop my bowl in front of my dad. it shatters into a bunch of pieces, and my parents scream and ask what i broke. i scramble around trying to pick up the glass and CAKED IN resin. so of course, my father, being a fomer probation officer, asks if it was a "bong" i dropped. if it was a fucking BONG, i would be in tears. but oh well. i told him it did smell weird and maybe it's rust? whew.
end up at lindsey giglio's house! former best friend from 2nd grade, what's up? we attempt to watch seven, but trying to watch a movie with nick enfante, kurt, chad, and tom is not going to happen. they just do not know when to shut up. i brought them homemade cookies, so they appreciated that. i was going to bring my so-called boyfriend cookies, but his phone is off. and i am not a stalker who is going to drive by his house over and over, although it did cross my creepy little mind.
i can say for once, i am pretty fucking happy with my life at this point. i'm broke, but i'm happy. i'm hard, but i'm friendly. but ya know, tomorrow's a new day, so who knows? maybe it'll be good. it's friday, so it should be. being jobless has been fucking bliss. the being broke aspect is a downer, but having my sanity back is nice enough. i love the people in my life right now. and i hate to say it, but i am elated and have no regrets about me ending my friendship with lee. i just hope she's happy.
i miss beckham!
oh, goddamn it. the lovebug has bitten me! no, we cannot use the word "love" just yet. i am in lust. very much so.
he made me fettucine alfredo with garlic bread. from scratch. oh man. i always wanted someone to cook me food. because i sure as fuck can't cook. i can make ramen. and shells and cheese. oh, and toast.
it is just odd though. how people come into your life when you don't even expect it. i wasn't looking for anyone. but
low, and behold, somehow, someone up there or maybe my good karma has paid off, and i am content. how long will it last? who knows? i'm not concerned about that now. i care about how it is now and how right it feels. he truly is the male lindsey and i am the female version of him. it is so bizarre, that it works. we watch gummo almost every night! the motherfucker likes gummo! oh man. sooooo many brownie points for that.
but, i do hope that it does last. let's knock on wood here because you know discussing relationships on livejournal
jinxes you.
i'm not used to being in a relationship. it has been a good year or so since i've been captured in one of those trainwrecks. but i mean, if you work on it, all relationships can't be that bad, right? i don't even care. but i do care about him a lot. probably too much. i just don't want to get hurt, goddamn it.
i'm just going to worry about the present. if it's over tomorrow, then it's over tomorrow. life will go on. i'm not going to sit here and cry over a relationship that has 9 days of existence.
he makes me happy. he makes me angry. he makes me smile. he puts me in my place. he eerily enough knows me too well. he gives me something to look forward to. i haven't been able to say that in a long time.
what is this feeling?!?!?! i never get this feeling. i am not sure how to handle it. i don't want it go away though.
god, i sound like that bitch in pleasantville when she starts to turn into color, and her husband william macy, is all, yeah bitch, it'll go away. and she's like, I DON'T WANT IT TO GO AWAY.
well, you know something? i feel ya on that. but like i said, if it's not meant to be, it's simply not meant to be. and it was fucking nice while it lasted. i'm just happy he's in my life right now.
see? i am already predicting bad things. but i can't help it because unfortunately that is usually when i get. so i expect it. i don't know.
i just hope, pray that it's not too good to be true.
like the smiths said, please let me get what i want, lord knows it would be the first time.
i do know i am completely and utterly infatuated, smitten, intrigued, engulfed, pretty fucking crazy about edward beckham hahn.
funny how shit comes together sometimes, you dig?
Oh, and as if life couldn't possibly get any better, ahem:
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Acts include Modest Mouse, Silversun Pick Ups, Silverchair, and The Shins
Sun Dec 16Duluth, GAThe Arena at Gwinnet Center (99x Mistle Toe Jam)
I can now die happy.