So, I work at I-hop, now. I'm going to be a tired bitch, but i am determined to get myself out of the hole I'm in. I had to buy a shirt, pants, and a pair of shoes so that I can start training tomorrow. I'm super excited to be waitressing, again. I have really missed my almost first love.
I washed my face and cleaned my contacts. Then, I went through my closet and threw away everything I don't want anymore. Then, i started the process of organizing what's left and color coding the hangers. Now, I'm going to chit chat with mi esposa for a bit until I go to sleep. So begins my living on my own.
Tonight is the first night that I stay all alone in my apartment now that Amy has moved out. There's so much to do, but I don't know what to do. Guess I'd better figure it out, because I live alone, now...
I have been listening only to CDs that I've never heard, and am figuring out what music I like, independent of others' influence. Turns out I like industrial music and hip hop.
Eric says that music does not define me, but I choose the music I do because of who I am. So, what kind of weirdo's 2 favorite CDs are Cubanate and Cypress Hill? Funny.