gayballs

I's hungry.
I's irritable.
I's broke.

I's also ElizaGirl's boyfriend.

She's the greatest, and I haven't talked about it so much here because I've been too busy wallowing in self-pity and feeling that she deserves better. Also, because her ex was so goddamned nice to me when I arrived in this town. I feel like I'm somehow stepping on his toes, and I'm not at all comfortable with that. I felt that if I was going to step on his toes that I wouldn't do it in public.

But she deserves credit, you know? I'm having a really hard time. I'm as low as I've ever been. And she's putting up with it. So I should at least talk about it. I haven't made it easy for her, at all.
All my whining, all the shit I blog about, how broke I am (hospital billed me $400 today! For the shits I had two months ago!) and how much I feel like I'd rather not be alive right now-- she helps all that. She's held me while I've cried over missing my ex. She's concerned. She nags. She's all up in my shit. Ad nauseum, almost.
And I love her for it.

Also, I made my first Seattle shrink's appointment today. For the 21st. So that'll help me. I'm gonna try some new medication. Or something. Or double the one I'm on.
Also, I bought my Andrew Bird ticket.
It was a tough decision, too. Andrew Bird and At the Gates are playing on the same night. I've loved them for years. At the Gates are playing with Municipal Waste, too. And they rule. I've never seen either band.
I've seen Andrew Bird twice.
But the Bird show is at the fucking ZOO, outdoors, and it'll be a pick me up. I'm so down. He'd make me smile more than swedish death metal, I think.
He puts on a lovely show.
Also its cheaper.
Also, alostcrayon will be there. And I could really use the company.

Maybe I'll go to both. heh. Fuck it.