Today fucking SUCKED. But tonight will be better. Got a cute new shirt and a movie starring Scarlett Johansson and a date and coffee with Jessica.
Instead of whining, I'm going to count the good things going on right now to smack myself in the face.
1. My skin has cleared up. Those of you who know me in person will relate to how fucked up I was about that.
2. My friendship with the aforementioned Jessica has returned to normal and happy.
3. Steve does his level best to apologize and make things up to me when he upsets me, and in general really seems to be the nice guy I thought upon first meeting. He's not perfect, but he tries. And we're getting together tonight.
4. One of my credit cards finally sent me back the $161 they owed me for overpaying those fuckers. Whee! Extra money.
5. Tattoo plans--going to go chat with the guy about my back soon. Money being put aside.
6. My sister gets home from Europe next week. Haven't seen her in months, and I will be inundated with pictures of Italy and Scotland.
7. Shannon and I stumbling across "poetry night" last night at the local coffee shop. Adorable high-school girl reading poetry about hot sex with a chick. I loved her. But what pissed me off--some guy actually READ a Danzig song. Way to ruin my "Misfits-lyrics-as-goth-poetry" scheme.
Instead of whining, I'm going to count the good things going on right now to smack myself in the face.
1. My skin has cleared up. Those of you who know me in person will relate to how fucked up I was about that.
2. My friendship with the aforementioned Jessica has returned to normal and happy.
3. Steve does his level best to apologize and make things up to me when he upsets me, and in general really seems to be the nice guy I thought upon first meeting. He's not perfect, but he tries. And we're getting together tonight.
4. One of my credit cards finally sent me back the $161 they owed me for overpaying those fuckers. Whee! Extra money.
5. Tattoo plans--going to go chat with the guy about my back soon. Money being put aside.
6. My sister gets home from Europe next week. Haven't seen her in months, and I will be inundated with pictures of Italy and Scotland.
7. Shannon and I stumbling across "poetry night" last night at the local coffee shop. Adorable high-school girl reading poetry about hot sex with a chick. I loved her. But what pissed me off--some guy actually READ a Danzig song. Way to ruin my "Misfits-lyrics-as-goth-poetry" scheme.
no phone for me tonight, i need to sleep.