but you gotta believe a 2 armed player would have made the catch

i feel…conflicted. this whole weekend i have felt conflicted. the deep thinky thoughts won’t go away, and so i get distracted by them, and i kind of think that that makes me a bad girlfriend.
thank goodness i’m really good at sucking dick, or jon might trade me in for an upgrade.

i’ve been taking benadryl at night to try and help me get to sleep. it doesnt really work. by the time i do fall asleep, i have to be awake in three hours and i feel like i’ve been hit by a truck in the morning. so, not only am i potentially addicting myself either physically or mentally to an antihistamine, and also potentially building an immunity to its actual helpfulness, i am not sleeping and probably more exhausted than i would have been if i had just not slept anway.

my new tongue rings have been keeping me occupied. they are super fun to play with in my mouth!!! wooo!!!! shopping is awesome!!!!

i think i need new highlights before me and jon go to north carolina and i meet the rest of his family that i havent met yet. i think i should look my absolute cutest for when that happens. i’m nervous about flying. i havent done it in six or seven years and it freaks me out as it is. i just believe in physics and that whole, what goes up, must come down thing, and that’s freaky because it’s not like it’s what goes up must come down at exactly the same rate of speed and without incidence. there could be definite burning ball of fire crashing to the eart action.

again, i am unsuccessful in distracting myself from the thoughts that are invading my mind. it’s like they’re screaming, i cant stop thinking about them, there is basically nothing that i can do about them, and i’m turning into more of a headcase than i am already.

the weekends are too short. by the time i am settling myself into relaxing and enjoying myself, they are over, and that really effing sucks.

rah rah rah…done complaining.

~ by warwick on July 13, 2009.