29 de junio del 2001

Ohhh, thought I'd update before July arrives.

So, how you doin'?

Did I tell you I had a hot-diggity-dog the other day? Yuhuh. Two of us in our group of six only had $5 so we agreed to go to a cheapie place for dinner. Hee. I don't like hot dogs all that much but this one was good! And the fries? WOW! So crispy with just the right amount of salt. Mmm!

And that, my friends, is why we're all porking up. Bleh. We've been eating, drinking, smoking, partying too much and NOT doing much else. It's sad. Okay, it's not sad it's FUN! But still, we've got to stop. Well, we've got to at least start incorporating some exercise in there and a few better meals. Maybe less drinking? Man, I'm gonna be hated.

So it's true about not sleeping finally catching up to you. Seriously. I've *almost* fallen asleep at the wheel twice this past week. Scary. I hate it. Hate. It. Then the other day my premonition came true. I'd seen a quick flash of a car accident a few weeks ago and KAPOOM! This week was the week for bad vibes being fulfilled. Nothing happened to me or my car but still, the shock always stays present.

To add to my bad yang self my mother was back to her old ways. Grrr. But she finally left Tuesday night and I'm back to a peaceful environment. I've got two weeks to enjoy the silence.

And to add to those little gems was my empathetic self feeling my friend's depression one night last week. We went to dinner at a friend's house and I had this nervous feeling in my stomach all night. I barely ate, got sick on the wine, and finally while lying next to my pal and listening to Dido (don't ask) I started crying. Cry, cry, cry. I didn't know why I was crying. I wasn't sad, or depressed... I just was. I later realized one of my girlfriend's had been sad and depressed and couldn't let it out. Yeah, it sounds weird and goofy and strange but that's how my being works. I'm a freak like that.

Oh, I forgot to mention Mr.Boy. Sheez. Can anyone say Major Drama King? Seriously. It was bad. Really bad. Screaming, cursing, and yelling bad. Yup. Bad. Whatever!

In other news: I'm on vaykay next week enjoying a city full of life, energy, and homeless people. Hee!

A poem for my bestest friend.

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