(no subject)
Val and I are figuring me out. So far I have figured out that I am very realistic. This kind of depresses me in a way. I realize that this is not a bad way to be but it keeps me from doing things. I noticed that i can't dance when I'm sober because I know I can't dance. I need to be drunk in order to stop being so realistic. I also have trouble lying. You may think this is a good thing but I can barely give white lies. I just say the truth when I should really say something nice. For example I didnt like someone's perfum and I wasnt going to say anything but when I asked the person what they were wearing they answered and followed with "Why, do you like it?" And I said no, it smells like this other kind that i don't like. I shouldnt have said that but I'd have been lying if I didnt. This is not nice! I need some sort of lying ability. Blah.
So it's official. I'm moving to Old Bridge by myself. I need to gather my friends for a move-a-thon. I might get 2 days to move, the 29th and the 30th. I hope I do because this would be great. Moving in one day sucks. i got to get a truck. I packed my first box yesterday. Its only books but its a start. I am really excited. I want to get the fuck out of that apartment.
Tomorrow is my tattoo appointment!!! Holy crap I'm nervous/excited. I invited everyone I know to come see me get it. I hope the shop doesnt get mad. LOL. shrug.