I feel a little better now. I went with Chris to the commissary to buy bug spray and first aid stuff, then went to Safeway and did some grocery shopping.
Grocery shopping used to be something I hated, but lately I enjoy it.
Then I came home, and my good roommate (Neil) got home shortly after me.
Neil offered to take me out to dinner cause I was upset about my birthday - sadly, I'm too tired to go out now, but we hung out in the kitchen and talked for a while. It made me feel better. I've been craving human contact all day.
Neil said he'll have an exterminator out here by next week, and he's going to talk to Jon about being so dirty, because it bothers him that he and I are running around cleaning up after Jon all the time.
He said he also gave Jon notice that if he's late on his rent check one more time, then he's getting evicted - and part of me really wants that to happen. I certainly won't be reminding him to pay his bill this month.
I talked to my mom on the phone for half an hour earlier. I love my momma so much, she knows me so well and she's my best friend. Talking to her cheered me up a lot. She was crying earlier because I wasn't home to celebrate my birthday with her.
I definitely need to do recruiter assistance duty in August if I can, because I need to see my momma every few months. I can't go more than 3 months without getting depressed and homesick.
I really miss Scott. I think I'm finally past the superficial bullshit that kept me from committing to him. It doesn't matter if my friends don't think he's that good looking, it doesn't matter if he acts goofy and embarrasses me with bad jokes in the grocery store, I feel happy when I talk to him. That counts for a lot. I still need to think about this, but it's nice to know that someone loves me, even if we don't end up back together.
I bought myself some spaghettios, chocolate chip cookies, raspberry lemonade and a new issue of Glamour magazine. This is my birthday gift to myself.
Happy Birthday, me.
Thanks for all the birthday greetings and well-wishes from everyone! It did make me feel a little better to see that people care.
Grocery shopping used to be something I hated, but lately I enjoy it.
Then I came home, and my good roommate (Neil) got home shortly after me.
Neil offered to take me out to dinner cause I was upset about my birthday - sadly, I'm too tired to go out now, but we hung out in the kitchen and talked for a while. It made me feel better. I've been craving human contact all day.
Neil said he'll have an exterminator out here by next week, and he's going to talk to Jon about being so dirty, because it bothers him that he and I are running around cleaning up after Jon all the time.
He said he also gave Jon notice that if he's late on his rent check one more time, then he's getting evicted - and part of me really wants that to happen. I certainly won't be reminding him to pay his bill this month.
I talked to my mom on the phone for half an hour earlier. I love my momma so much, she knows me so well and she's my best friend. Talking to her cheered me up a lot. She was crying earlier because I wasn't home to celebrate my birthday with her.
I definitely need to do recruiter assistance duty in August if I can, because I need to see my momma every few months. I can't go more than 3 months without getting depressed and homesick.
I really miss Scott. I think I'm finally past the superficial bullshit that kept me from committing to him. It doesn't matter if my friends don't think he's that good looking, it doesn't matter if he acts goofy and embarrasses me with bad jokes in the grocery store, I feel happy when I talk to him. That counts for a lot. I still need to think about this, but it's nice to know that someone loves me, even if we don't end up back together.
I bought myself some spaghettios, chocolate chip cookies, raspberry lemonade and a new issue of Glamour magazine. This is my birthday gift to myself.
Happy Birthday, me.
Thanks for all the birthday greetings and well-wishes from everyone! It did make me feel a little better to see that people care.
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I don't expect anything like the original but I hope it isn't so overdone that I leave the theater upset.
Maybe we'll bump into each other at the theater. Stuff like that happens near Small-timore all the time.