finished reading all four books.
proud of myself. but i feel like theres nothing for me to do now.
its kind of sad. like when you get to the end of a really good movie and you want it to keep on going forever and forever so you wont lose that feeling.
ill deal.
besties here. awesomeness.
correction. she just left. that's cool though, probably need shut eye anyway.
i read the interview robert pattinson (or as we call him and think his name should legally be changed to -rpattz gold) did for gq magazine. i laughed my ass off. one of the best interviews ive ever read. either hes a really good liar or he just cuts the shit and doesnt care. id hope its the latter. he gains 1 coolness point. ha.
i can get back to real life now which kinda kicks ass. ive been neglecting things lately. errands i need to run and such. its hard/bad when you get so absorbed into something you cant pull yourself back to reality long enough to cash a check at the bank. silly me. itll be better now... i hope.
not taking the chantix anymore. a- i dont eat enough to take it, so when i do take it i either feel slightly nauseated or it feels like someone threw 1000 lit matches into my stomach. its not very comfortable. and b- i think it actually was making me depressed. i didnt want to kill myself or anything. i just felt like schnizznols. fa rizzrols. ill try again later. sorry to admit it, but i like to smoke. mabye later itll work. and ill quit.
im hoping hubby will give me a weekend away with bestie for mothers day. thats what i really want. to be able to just go somewhere for a couple days and not have to worry about anything. now i could do that alone, but wheres the fun in that? we'll hopefully go to dallas. hopefully. were both slightly strapped for cash. but i think we can make it work. we just wanna go stay in a decent hotel. mabye go to the art museum. and find some cool kind of "underground" places to hang around. nothing extravagant. low key. low price. mabye a little "grungy." thats how we roll. i hope it happens. i need some down time. and more than just one day of it.
im tired.
its late.
i think you can see where im going with this..
later
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