Damn it, damn it, damn it all to hell.
4 (6) apple/mango Rita’s and I fucking drunk text the boy.
What the fuck is wrong with me.
Not to mention the flood of YouTube songs on my FB feed. Take that FB friends, I never liked you anyway.
(I do! Probably 20 of you/em anyway)
FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUUUUUUUUUCCCCCKKKK
I wish I could have gone home today (so does my bank account!!) Vegas is boring alone. Didn’t use to be that way, but it is, and that’s that.
I had a wild sec dream about Jess Friday night. We didn’t even make it to first base, but it was hot. When I told her about it she was mostly disappointed she couldn’t even get laid in my dreams.
On a serious note, I’m pretty sure someone rufied Jess at the nightclub we went to. If you have ever drank with her, you know she is sober as a judge after two and a half glasses of wine. She was fine when we walked into the club. We each got a drink, danced for a bit, then left. Neither of us finished our drinks. Jess could barely walk after we got out. She drank a little mire and we played some cards, then she went to the bathroom. After a while I went to get her. I guess she fell asleep and wacked her head in the stall. After the longest taxi ride ever, I got her back to the hotel safely. It was pretty scary though.
I know I said I was going to kiss someone this weekend, but I lied. I have no actual desire to kiss another person. I miss Ryan, I wish he had his head straight. I hope it’s not another 10 years before I find someone else I care about like that.
Vegas is flooding. I’m supposed to drive home today, but this flood watch is until 9pm.
I used to live here, I know what that means, they don’t joke around with the flood watch stuff here.
So, do I call and ask for an extra day off, or do I just put on my big girl panties and deal with it?
When I booked my room, I booked it for two nights. It’s a free room, and there was a two night minimum lol, so I’m covered there.
Maybe I should just shut off the news……
I need some.
New, tender, awkward, passionate.
It’s completely possible I will kiss a stranger this weekend.
I’m feeling hopeful, and confident, and reckless.
I feel alive.
I feel sadness for what I lost, but I honestly know I never sabotaged that relationship, maybe he did, that’s his cross to bear, not mine.
I’m broke, but I’m headed to Vegas and I have so much excitement and joy and bliss. I’m even going to try to sneak out of work early tomorrow (won’t happen). This won’t be the first time I took my last dime to Vegas.
Life is too damn short to live in fear. I color outside of the lines, but I keep it on the page. Gray is not black or white.
Why the fuck am I still awake???
Just landing my helicopter.
You’ll suck at opinions FYI. Or comments in general. Just hearts, only hearts.
Yeah, I know. I’m a hypocrite. I’m not here much anymore. When I am I drop and run. I’m a shitty friend. I still expect (want) you to put out. Trust me, I see the flaw.
Damnit! Now I lost my train of thought!
Oh. I’m happy. Haha.
Work is good. Love life is gone, but I am coping like a normal human. Did I mention I’m sneaking in a vacation? Squeeeeeeeeee
I am (very slowly) transforming my house, and my kitchen design goal is steampunk. I painted my table red, and then I painted black milk paint over it and highly distressed it, it’s a cool look, but I don’t love it.
I am entertaining the idea of covering it in pennies and then adding a bar top epoxy over it when I am done.
Thoughts? If I do it, and it looks great, I’m thinking of carrying the design to the island bar as well. Too much?
Any other ideas?
Meh. It’s 7 minutes.
I should be asleep.
I haven’t even been at my job for three months, and I have been given the “talk”.
I have three bosses. The owner, the HR lady, and the billing manager. It appears the three of them have decided I will be moving to full time and taking the billing manager position. Should be an interesting ride.
I have the least seniority, and I was kind of enjoying just showing up, doing a job, and going home.
As soon as my boss realized I am a very quick study, can creatively solve problems out of the box, and am not afraid to make decisions that may have consequences (and own them), she started putting me in charge of people when she was away.
It will be a slow transition, and one that happens in a way that no one really notices and gets pissed off about, so I haven’t told anyone.
I’m happy though. I spent a long time being ground into dirt by my step monster at a job I really rocked, I lost confidence. I am glad I could find it and put it to use again:)
Also: Monday didn’t suck. I had a weird dream and someone was freaking out and begged me to sing to him to calm him down. I sang him “Moon River”. I woke up right after I started to sing, but I finished the song anyway, and it made me very happy all day long.
Vegas in three days!! I know it’s only a four day weekend, but I always have so much fun with Jess in Vegas, so I simply can not wait.
I want to hurry it up, but my lesbian work wife says I shouldn’t wish my life away, even if it is just a few days, so I’ll just be excited that my favorite bar has 5$ pizzas tomorrow, yum!!!
Asked by itsthatcharacter
I’m very flaky when it comes to my art. So when I feel blocked I just switch mediums:)
If I don’t feel creative I will write because that gets the juices flowing and if that doesn’t work I’ll start a piece of furniture and get to prepping, which is the totally boring part of creating a cool piece of furniture but is mind numbing when your mind is racing with creative ideas.
Good luck, I hope this helps :)
My tiny Mexican calls text messages tex mex, I laugh inside every time.
I had a very public Facebook freak out Friday night and I only regret it a little.
It’s weird to find myself single. Maybe we will work it out, who knows. If we do he will be instantly unhappy with me because I have the next few weekends all planned out. City Slide followed by Rodeo followed by camping with strangers followed by a road trip to meet my favorite Cynical Jess in Vegas.
The thing about being sad is, if you don’t sit still it has a hard time catching you. Of course the other thing about being sad is it’s hard not to sit still.
I am actually making progress de-hoarding my house. Honestly if it all got sold I’d be pretty happy with the payday. I just can’t bring myself to do it. One step at a time. I have a friend coming tomorrow who is going to help de clutter and list.
I finally came up with my potato salad. Okay, whatever, it’s a ridiculous Kickstarter that people won’t be able to help but to fund. It’s going to take a while to put it all together, but it is kick ass, so I’m excited.
Ok. All done checking in.