Happy belated birthday to me!
It's been an odd fun birthday weekend, the most significant thing being that Nick and I are back together, as I thought might happen. I figured that his spending a couple weeks in the woods hanging out with hippies and doing drugs would bring him to his senses (as fucked up as that sounds) and it did. I'm glad because I really did not want to break up with him, but I didn't have much of a choice.
I look at him and wonder "why am I spending time with this fucking goofy train wreck?" and then I think of how perfect he is.
Such an odd thing.
My band has a show September 1st, and I am so totally not ready and out of practice, but we'll see what happens.
I look at him and wonder "why am I spending time with this fucking goofy train wreck?" and then I think of how perfect he is.
Such an odd thing.
My band has a show September 1st, and I am so totally not ready and out of practice, but we'll see what happens.