yep, still feel like a bad person after I converse with Matt. He emailed me at work today to say that life is funny, after the longterm relationship he had before me was broken off his car got keyed, and his car was apparently keyed sometime this week because that's what he wrote. Just that one-liner. So... how was I supposed to take that? Was ( Read more... )

I think I figured out where things started going wrong between me and Matt. It wasn't a few months ago, it was more like a year or more ago. Our big thing was that we felt like we could talk to each other about anything. And then he told me he cheated. And suddenly there was something I never ever wanted to talk about. So I didn't. I ignored ( Read more... )

I have a room now, and it holds most of my furniture. My papasan is living with Joe until such time as I have space for it or I move out, whichever occurs first. My things are in some sort of order, though I still have a lot of stuff sitting in the living room to sort out. I need to get or create an organizer for my closet so I can put as much ( Read more... )

Well, I’ve been home for a week now and I still have no personal space to call my own ( Read more... )

I'm moving back to my parents' house.

damnit, nobody is posting in their journal. I want to read things and leave comments.

...I don't feel like writing myself though, got presents to wrap, things to knit, people to see.

*lol* this below is courtesy of the Briar Fiber blogT'was the night before Knitmas, and all through my flat ( Read more... )

the Swedish Chef singing about making chocolate mousse... it's funny

if you use firefox, check out the "Bork!" extension *lol*

Yeah, I'm a coward. A week ago when I came home from a second date with mom's-friend's-son (hereafter to be referred to as Ric) I came home to something unpleasant. I won't go into detail but let me just say that Matt did something he knew I would notice and definitely dislike in order to get my attention. We had a long broken talk, discussed ( Read more... )

um, yeah! I have a date. Conspiring moms strike again. One of my mom's highschool friends happens to have a few kids who happen to have ages analagous to me and my sibs. The kid who is about my age happens to be a guy, Eric, and Eric just happens to be in a similar situation to me. ...Except that he had been married for four months when his ( Read more... )