First day of my vacation from my job. Hooray!! I had plans to see one of my girls from the good old New Paltz days, but she found out her friends brother just died. Suicide.
Clearly death wins over a day at Starfucks.
Worked out for awhile. Ran into my old hair stlyist, which would have been cool except for the fact that she now works in a different salon, where my NEW stlyist works..
Its a little awkard to say the least. I mean, I am all for the loyality, but to be frank (or Susie or Mary), she did shitty dye jobs and hair cuts..and frankly she's just gives a great blow-out, and is very sweet, but I ain't paying no 60 bucks for sweetness!!
I want to move to Manhatten or Brooklyn. I am pretty serious about it. I have not been in the heart of NY since I was a little kid..well, I mean not on a permenant tip at least, but I have always felt in my heart that is where I belonged.
I would also like to live where there are some palm trees
I am 14 days sober from nicotene. All of you who think quitting smoking is no big deal are absoultley retarded. Its so hard, you have no idea. There's a reason why herion addicts and alcoholics keep smoking after they give up their other vices---no, not becuz they don't want to give up one more thing (though I am sure that is part of it), but because it's really that addictive. I admire social smokers and people who just never picked up the habit. I adore people who smoked, loved it and managed to give it up anyway. I won't feel like a "non smoker" until a year goes by.
My apartment is hot as hell. I am sitting at my computer with my shirt pulled up to my boobs so the material won't get wet against my sweaty back-gross
I wish I could run through the sprinklers the way I did when I was a kid. I mean true-the sprinklers was the ghetto pool for those of us who could not afford the real thing, but it sounds like heaven now, as I sit in this loft that feels hot as hates.!!
Baby Husband aka Special K has a softball game 2night. I am actaully going- I want to be supportive.
I want to get my tattoos like now!
Clearly death wins over a day at Starfucks.
Worked out for awhile. Ran into my old hair stlyist, which would have been cool except for the fact that she now works in a different salon, where my NEW stlyist works..
Its a little awkard to say the least. I mean, I am all for the loyality, but to be frank (or Susie or Mary), she did shitty dye jobs and hair cuts..and frankly she's just gives a great blow-out, and is very sweet, but I ain't paying no 60 bucks for sweetness!!
I want to move to Manhatten or Brooklyn. I am pretty serious about it. I have not been in the heart of NY since I was a little kid..well, I mean not on a permenant tip at least, but I have always felt in my heart that is where I belonged.
I would also like to live where there are some palm trees
I am 14 days sober from nicotene. All of you who think quitting smoking is no big deal are absoultley retarded. Its so hard, you have no idea. There's a reason why herion addicts and alcoholics keep smoking after they give up their other vices---no, not becuz they don't want to give up one more thing (though I am sure that is part of it), but because it's really that addictive. I admire social smokers and people who just never picked up the habit. I adore people who smoked, loved it and managed to give it up anyway. I won't feel like a "non smoker" until a year goes by.
My apartment is hot as hell. I am sitting at my computer with my shirt pulled up to my boobs so the material won't get wet against my sweaty back-gross
I wish I could run through the sprinklers the way I did when I was a kid. I mean true-the sprinklers was the ghetto pool for those of us who could not afford the real thing, but it sounds like heaven now, as I sit in this loft that feels hot as hates.!!
Baby Husband aka Special K has a softball game 2night. I am actaully going- I want to be supportive.
I want to get my tattoos like now!