a disease of the mind, it can control you.
it's too close for comfort...
ohh, put on your brake lights
we're in the city of wonder-
Today was the day that I felt regret and severely missed him around five o'clock. Luckily, Puffedo was able to pull me out of my grand depression and stop me from doing very stupid things. (ie, call him up sobbing and apologizing, etc.) I kinda feel like I'm rushing myself through the "grieving" process, but I can't afford to waste time as my menopausal clock is apparently ticking. lolz, no time to waste!
Me and Mary groused about how despicable and loathsome 99% of the male population is, and my god- a good man-hating session is EXACTLY what I needed, in order not to fall back into my pit of self-pity and sadness. It's true. You can't trust any of them. Maybe not even puffer fish (just keeding, Puffedo;). But it was great, and it was liberating, and I felt spectacular afterwards.
Now I'm talking to Puffedo, so I have to hang up! :D
quick edit: It's now morning and I'm craving French toast like a mother $%@#!*. Sorry, I was reading Pearls Before Swine, and Stephen Pastis is an utter genius at portraying Rat and his *&%*$#@ angry moments.
Somehow, all the right men are coming into my life again.
I'm thinking about going to D-Fest this weekend.
Saturday=Freddie & Ethel day.
Sunday-Tuesday=Norman with William & Nhan?
Sometime this weekend=sleepover with bestie jlee.
Today=lunch with Josh!
I just settled for yogurt for breakfast. *sigh*
and if the answer is no, can I change your mind?
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the Non are playing at D-Fest! Go see them play!
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