Last night I had a dream about Emma. It left me incredibly sad.

And I'm sorry, but I never liked Peanuts. Even if Peppermint Patti was part of the Lavender Menace.

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Kayla wants me to go have Thanksgiving dinner with her. I insisted that I couldn't. I really hope I don't run into her in the next few days. . . maybe weeks.

Work today was pretty interesting. Aside from the normal ho-hum, I learned that one of my bosses is actually a part-time tattoo artist. He showed me the tattoos on his left arm and legs, all of which he did himself. I wouldn't say he's the most talented artist I've seen, but I really liked the way he handled line details. On his right shin he ( Read more... )

For the past four days handfuls my hair have been falling out. I have no idea what's wrong with me.

Seeing Jen yesterday was great. We ate on 16th street and then hung out for a few hours. I really missed her, but it's strange to see how we've changed from each other ever since I left. She's not very comfortable with herself, and I'm the opposite, so sometimes subject matter we'd stray into was a little awkward. At about five thirty I set off ( Read more... )

I'm going down to Denver tomorrow to see Jen. Her birthday was on the 11th, and I completely forgot to call her, so I'm going to take her to lunch. I haven't seen her since April, so I'm really excited! Yaaay! I'm kind of nervous about how the weather is going to be in Vail though, if it was anything like today it's gonna snow, and I don't have ( Read more... )

Kayla told me that she wants to get back together. I said maybe. I meant no.

Oy.

In weekend-news, Kira, Harakol, Laura, Krista and I went out to see American Gangster. Unfortunately, halfway through something came up so I missed 40 minutes but got back for the last half hour. FYI, you really only need to see the first half hour and the last, just in case a two hour movie doesn't fit into your time schedule. It was good, I ( Read more... )

I came to the strange realization that every time I say "never" I end up doing the thing I've sworn off. . . not trivial things, major life-changing things. If my life goes on like this I'm going to end up with fourteen kids and a husband who resembles my father to the tee. Never.

I've been having fever dreams ever since I got back to Colorado. I can't sleep, or at least not for long, so it's safe to say I'm back in my insomnia cycle again. Hopefully it'll be over in a week or so, because I can feel it taking a toll on me already. Ugh.

I feel like nobody listens to me. It gets frustrating.