Apr 11, 2006 11:10
I'm having one of those days that can only be described as bad.
I lost no more than half of a pound after torturing myself on that detox diet. I don't feel better. I still crave junk. The only difference is that I don't really want to drink soda.
I don't want to be in the office. I don't want to be home. Especially not alone. I don't want to think about missing Brian and I don't want to think about responsible, adult things like saving money and working. I want to forget everything and just be stupid for a while.
Brian is leaving again, May 5th. I'm so proud of him, he's getting so much done, but it kills me.
If I have to go to New York to work, I might not even see him during the week that he's home. He's been gone for three weeks, will be back in two.
My haircolor is fucking uneven. That means I need to redo it tonight. I shouldn't attempt hair coloring when under the influence. It doesn't bode well for me, cause I'm impatient as all Hell.
Yesenia, you get your photo-op again.
I want to be anywhere but here.