mrsdriftwood

I'm really not into writing a blog right now, but I'm gonna do it anyways because I'm not tired yet.

Tomorrow is my night in Toronto with all of my lovely ladies, and I can't wait! I need a night where I can get as wasted as I want and not have to worry about anyone from my hometown seeing me in a state of hot mess.

I've been thinking a lot lately about how much I miss Arizona, and the beautiful desert within it. My trip there was so fucking amazing. I was missing it so much yesterday that I wore my cowboy boots to reminisce.

I'm still hurting from my breakup, it blows. There has been some communication between us, which has always been polite and kind. I'd like to say that I'm not mad anymore, but I still am, and doubt that will ever go away. It'll just become less prominent and fade into distant memory (hopefully).
There are still all of these questions that go through my head that I think I want to know the answer to, but really, what purpose would that serve now? Besides, I would probably have a hard time believing the answers.

I've been having some bizarre dreams lately. Like last night, I dreamt that I was raped, which was really freaky. It didn't scare me or anything, just a super random dream and horribly inappropriate for a lady to dream about!
And of course, the 'everything was just a dream and my boyfriend and I are fine' dream. That one was stupid.

I'm probably going to see Glassjaw and Brand New in November, just trying to find some people to go with since 'he' is the only one I know that likes Glassjaw.

Today I admitted to some coworkers that, indeed, my guilty pleasure song is She Wolf by Shakira.
Oh. My. God. The video is hilarious. Damn, though, what a super hot bod, no?!


Listen, and dance your little hearts out. Just trust me, the end is the best. There are several moments of 'not hot'.
AWOOOOO! Bahahaha...
xo