ladayen

hmm where to start.. so yeah I booked monday tuesday and wednesday off, so I could go to friends party on tuesday night, spend wednesday recovering and monday was just cause. So I got off work friday tired but rather happy, drunk chick at the train station starts a conversation asks how I'm doing I grunt out something dont remember what. She responds with you're so depressed...I had nothing to be depressed about at this time. Had a 5 day weekend ahead of me, she must have been seeing the future. Anyhow train came shortly thereafter went home went to sleep.

Saturday didn't do much of anything watched a couple of movies. and thats about it.

Sunday I met up with Tilpacer and went for coffee and walked around 17th ave. Very relaxing.

Monday I woke up much earlier then I normally do and caught my roommate dancing around in her housecoat..very funny, good start to the day. Curled up on the couch and watched movies all day. Again very relaxing.

Tuesday is when the fun was supposed to really begin, went over to her house to meet up for the party. Another friend was there.. wasn't really expecting him to show up cause he's not a good drunk but oh well whatever. Head off to the bar and all is good. There for about 30 mins and some other guy shows up. Gonna skip the details but he was a complete personality clash for me and just annoyed me. In respect to my friends birthday I didn't say anything though. blah blah blah.. end of the night, I have very little respect left for any of my "friends".

Wednesday.. gonna go to sleep wake up make some tea and curl up on the couch with a book. Not sure if I want a happy book or if I should pull out my book about serial killers(bought with taxpayer money. Thank you .



hmm.. I'll write about another topic tomorrow if I remember.