|I have sneezed around 30 times today. No joke. Actual estimate.
||[Feb. 25th, 2008|12:08 am]
k a t h e r i n e
|[||how i'm feeling right about now
|||||a fine frenzy||]|
Sometimes I just have to listen to my gut and tell myself; You don't have to sleep with this person. You won't get anything out of it, you aren't attracted to him--and even if it is nice that his hand it grazing your back, it means nothing to you.
Sometimes I make the right decision.
I did tonight, and I'm glad.
Fuck everything I have done to myself.
I listened to the music tonight and saw the other character in my love story being a mystery for now. I still have my memories. But there are some people I enjoy things of the inimate nature with, and there are still those men who I am infatuated with or those I say I'd most certainly procreate with some day. Some day? Some day.
I finished "Galapagos" by Kurt Vonnegut. Tres bien.
Going to start "Thank You For Smoking" thanks to B-Ash, soon.
Also--got my license back. Had a pretty boring weekend out thuuur in Tempe. Watched a lot of Scrubs and It's Always Sunny in Philidelphia, though, and that is always v. v. v. entertaining, really!
I've been off my Zoloft for a month now. It is sadly very clear that I act out my anxiety by being very OCD. It's so fucking irritating. Caffeine only encourages these behaivors and so my cravings for coffee are endless.
I can't trust anyone when I am working. I mean, I can..some. Just I am NOT warming up to this girl who is working with us now. She worked for Shogun for five years in the past, before an apparently slippery slope from which now she is recovered. Yet.. there is this vibe. And do NOT go near my fucking cash register. I am responsible for that money and this company is no stranger to theivery!
At the cleaning party this morning, I found dinosaur stickers. Infact, stickers of dinosaurs grilling hamburgers. It is the happiest thing ever to be added to my servers book.
I wish I could flow, like a rapper, or perhaps a bubbling creek.
Sad sappy sucker, I am.
Wish I had more ativan. I was listening to everything on my zune on shuffle and this Minus the Bear song has the lyric, "don't say no to popping pills; ativan doesn't kill". How fucking awesome is that? No? Ok. Whateeeev.
And ALICED! If you read this, sorry I didn't see you today! Your birthday is soon though, and if I forget, happy birthday!!!