Updatedness!!
So I think at the beginning of every relationship, you should be able to remove all former memories involving other people from your brain. And then store them in, like, a storage unit (like one of those portable PODS things? anyone?)
If the relationship ends, you get them all back (no picking and choosing bad or good ones, it's all or nothing here damnit).
This, I fear/imagine/suspect, is really the only treatment for people afflicted with the same disease as me.
And that would be the uncontrollable compulsion to blurt out whatever comes into my brain without reviewing it first, and in so doing, shove my foot as far down my throat as humanly possible.
[Things are fine now. It just involved my crying for nearly two days straight and not knowing what was going to happen because of my stupid mouth. But Lucas is mature. And thinks I'm "cute as a button." So I won out in the end.
]
Annnnnyway...
-- Saturday night I went to Bogart's with Jessie to see Chevelle. Yaay! They're really great live. But they pick the shittiest touring bands. We saw them last November, and the touring band they had then sucked horribly too.
-- Thanksgiving went ok. Just mom dad and I, like always. Mom got pissed at dad for drinking half a jug of wine (which he always does while he's cooking T-giving dinner). Stormed out of the house. She came back though.
I bought new shoes. Black bowling lookey things. I look really hot in them. Especially with my glasses.
If my camera batteries weren't charging I might even take a picture of my shoes. That's how much I like them.
I really have nothing else important to talk about.
How was everyone's Thanksgiving? Any entertaining stories to tell?
Amuse me.
So I think at the beginning of every relationship, you should be able to remove all former memories involving other people from your brain. And then store them in, like, a storage unit (like one of those portable PODS things? anyone?)
If the relationship ends, you get them all back (no picking and choosing bad or good ones, it's all or nothing here damnit).
This, I fear/imagine/suspect, is really the only treatment for people afflicted with the same disease as me.
And that would be the uncontrollable compulsion to blurt out whatever comes into my brain without reviewing it first, and in so doing, shove my foot as far down my throat as humanly possible.
[Things are fine now. It just involved my crying for nearly two days straight and not knowing what was going to happen because of my stupid mouth. But Lucas is mature. And thinks I'm "cute as a button." So I won out in the end.
]
Annnnnyway...
-- Saturday night I went to Bogart's with Jessie to see Chevelle. Yaay! They're really great live. But they pick the shittiest touring bands. We saw them last November, and the touring band they had then sucked horribly too.
-- Thanksgiving went ok. Just mom dad and I, like always. Mom got pissed at dad for drinking half a jug of wine (which he always does while he's cooking T-giving dinner). Stormed out of the house. She came back though.
I bought new shoes. Black bowling lookey things. I look really hot in them. Especially with my glasses.
If my camera batteries weren't charging I might even take a picture of my shoes. That's how much I like them.
I really have nothing else important to talk about.
How was everyone's Thanksgiving? Any entertaining stories to tell?
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heidiness:
i work at old navy, shush don't tell...lmfao
heidiness:
i've never even been to Banana Republic and i get 30% off there...lol