So, when cleaning the place up so a lady friend can come over for the weekend, always TRIPLE check the bathroom to make sure the last one didnt leave a scrunchie or hair clip in the bathroom. I just noticed a hair clip attached to the light bulb that she must have stuck there when we were getting ready.

God, I am so much trouble, I dont know where to stop. Why the fuck do I do this?

So, its been 2 months since we really broke up. Cant say I am all that sad, even though its been 2 1/2 weeks since we stopped talking. There hasnt been any real closure, but I am not one to hang on once a certain corner has been turned.

So, I've been dying for this for 6 months and now there may not even be a battle to fight. Something is gonna give.

Just had a great, but casual, conversation with Jen. I may have been drinking, but it makes me happy.

More mellow today, but it didnt start well. Got lashed out at, publicly. I realized it wasnt about me, and moved on. Settled in and overcame a ton of bullshit. Drinking more cuz I am happy then because I am sad.

Yup. Closing in on 6pm.

I drink too much. I was doing it to help cope, in small amounts. Now, I dont feel right if I hadnt gotten my first drink by 6pm. Even with how cheap beer is around here, I am wasting money and not doing my health any favors. Things have settled down in huge amounts. Everything is still very casual, but I cant shake the drinking. We talk every day, ( Read more... )

I couldnt hold it in anymore. I havent seen her in a month, and we havent had alone time since a week or 2 before then. I told her I missed her, and she was receptive. Nothing more. Hopefully, its something that sticks and she thinks of other than stressful stuff ( Read more... )

Trying to get into words today what yesterday felt like. It was the annual Smile Mile for ovarian cancer, and I went there pretty much right from work, and a little drunk. Nothing too brutal. I was sober and exhausted by the time I got home, almost 24 hours since I had woken up the day before. I was surrounded by people wo came from so many ( Read more... )