30 Day Meme - Day 30
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No longer obligated to feel bad if I miss one of these stupid posts, YAY!
Day 30 -- Whatever tickles your fancy
Well, right now I am currenly super annoyed with the fact that the phone upstairs WILL NOT STOP RINGING. Seriously, it stops for about 30 seconds, then starts back up again. It's like someone is trying to call her and thinks she's actually home and really she is not. Either that or she is dodging their calls. Let's add it to the ever-growing list of things that annoy me about my cohabitation with this woman.
In other news, well I guess I'm spending this Saturday by my lonesome. It's weird because I'm getting to the point that I'm becoming used to being around people, so the idea of socially excluding myself for the day just feels ... odd. Not panicky or anything, but it feels like some kind of disconnect. Sunday I'll be doing something but .. yeah. It's an odd feeling, like I should go out and do something with someone. I had a dream last night that I went on a date with a guy and my random co-worker texted me to ask where I was, that he'd cancelled his plans to hang out. It was a weird situation, even for a dream.
And so resumes the phone ringing. Sigh. Maybe she works for a phone sex line, one that requires that their employees sound like they've been deepthroating a roll of sandpaper for the last 17 hours. Ick.
No longer obligated to feel bad if I miss one of these stupid posts, YAY!
Day 30 -- Whatever tickles your fancy
Well, right now I am currenly super annoyed with the fact that the phone upstairs WILL NOT STOP RINGING. Seriously, it stops for about 30 seconds, then starts back up again. It's like someone is trying to call her and thinks she's actually home and really she is not. Either that or she is dodging their calls. Let's add it to the ever-growing list of things that annoy me about my cohabitation with this woman.
In other news, well I guess I'm spending this Saturday by my lonesome. It's weird because I'm getting to the point that I'm becoming used to being around people, so the idea of socially excluding myself for the day just feels ... odd. Not panicky or anything, but it feels like some kind of disconnect. Sunday I'll be doing something but .. yeah. It's an odd feeling, like I should go out and do something with someone. I had a dream last night that I went on a date with a guy and my random co-worker texted me to ask where I was, that he'd cancelled his plans to hang out. It was a weird situation, even for a dream.
And so resumes the phone ringing. Sigh. Maybe she works for a phone sex line, one that requires that their employees sound like they've been deepthroating a roll of sandpaper for the last 17 hours. Ick.