new pants do their best to cheer me
Two more days. One-two!
I'm less excited than I was, but it'll still be awesome to finally see him. Three weeks. Just what the fuck was he thinking? Huh? That's what I'd like to know. Boyfriend: what were you THINKING?! We've been seeing each other for a month now, but we've only seen each other for a week. Disgraceful. That's what that is.
On the way home from the doctor's, I saw a man driving a cady, smoking a pipe. Oh. Wearing a straw hat too. It was glorious. And served to remind me of my uncle Roy who smokes a pipe as well. But he's southern. Doesn't that just say it all? Those crazy southerners and their backwards ways. Oh, how I love them. Sometimes. When they aren't drunk as shit. And, really, when does that ever happen? I guess I don't harbor any secret love for them. Too bad.
Today and yesterday I've just felt really out of sorts. Sad and very pessimistic. I don't know what's wrong. Can't put my finger on it. It may have something to do with my brother giving me a talk concerning the Boyfriend. That's all I can come up with. But I think my out-of-sorts-ness outweighs what I would feel from just that. Does that make sense? Something is wrong. I just don't know what yet.
My half-sister, Jami, comes into town on the tenth, or so Brad tells me. I'm pretty psyched because I get to see my niece for the very first time. I don't know if Jami's boyfriend is coming out too, but I hope he is -- I can't wait to meet this guy. But even more, I can't wait to watch my dad meet this guy. Now that is going to be something to see. I can hardly wait.
I should really clean. I've cleaned everything but my room. But, if you could see my room, you'd realize why I saved it for last. Messy. I'm afraid something might bite me. I was looking forward to moving as a way to get everything in order, but now that that is a no-go I need to put away all the stuff I had organized for moving time. All the piles need to be sorted through and put away. Bleh.
Well, guess I should get going on that before I leave tonight. Party at AB's! And I have a pair of brand new smokin' hot red pants to wear! SHAZAAM!
Later, Masterbator.