My iPod keeps playing "Just Like Heaven" at me. Granted, right now it's going through songs alphabetically because I had a great, serious, burning need to hear "Jolene" by Cory Branan (not the Dolly Parton song) and then "Jolene" by the White Stripes (yes, the Dolly Parton song). But still. Kind of fits my current mood of being a fuckin' sucker.
J. tells me he misses me each evening when he sees me, though, so at least I'm not the only sucker in the group. by group I guess I mean couple. shudder. why do relationship terms terrify me? I don't know if I'm afraid of them myself or afraid of jinxing things.
I've been reading this one blog for a few weeks now, something that TheFuckOffKid suggested to me, and I finally got around to checking out the video podcast on there--and I think I went to high school with that girl. Woman. Again, what is it with my need to refer to people as "boys" and "girls" rather than "men" and "women"?
Psychoanalyzing myself. How very...
I'm kind of on a tear with my writing the past couple of days. Scenes are just falling into place. Crazy. Got very little sleep last night and still...writing.
Is it ridiculous or awesome that I dropped him off at the gym this morning at 8 and I know I'll see him later and still I check for messages constantly?
J. tells me he misses me each evening when he sees me, though, so at least I'm not the only sucker in the group. by group I guess I mean couple. shudder. why do relationship terms terrify me? I don't know if I'm afraid of them myself or afraid of jinxing things.
I've been reading this one blog for a few weeks now, something that TheFuckOffKid suggested to me, and I finally got around to checking out the video podcast on there--and I think I went to high school with that girl. Woman. Again, what is it with my need to refer to people as "boys" and "girls" rather than "men" and "women"?
Psychoanalyzing myself. How very...
I'm kind of on a tear with my writing the past couple of days. Scenes are just falling into place. Crazy. Got very little sleep last night and still...writing.
Is it ridiculous or awesome that I dropped him off at the gym this morning at 8 and I know I'll see him later and still I check for messages constantly?
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I'll see if I can make some time on IM tomorrow and we'll catch up if youre around.
Oh by the way, don't overthink the emotional stuff. Wallow in it like a pig in mud. Oh yeah, I went there.