burnbright

just got back from hanging out with bobo. we had dinner and did some random shopping. i've got pretty much everyone done except for my stepdad and stepbrother because they're impossible to buy for. picked up a new coat and some sandalwood candles for myself. i should be freaking out about this money thing, but i'm not. i don't know how that's possible, but whatever.

i realized while bobo and i were having a cigarette earlier between shops that she's the only person i talk to on a regular basis from my first college. it helps that she's in town, but i don't even talk to my old roommate anymore though i love her to itty bitty little pieces. it's strange to think about how friendships change and how people change... i don't know. i've been listening to the format and the counting crows all day. this is the kind of thinking you get, i guess.


have to be at work at 7am. stupid fucking mall hours. i cannot wait for holiday to be over. people are so fucking pissy. bobo is the first person to even get me anywhere close to a christmas mood. she gave me a card that was just really sweet and even drew a little paw print from her dog in it and for some reason it just hit me right.


anyways. to bed with me. i'm still sickly and need my rest... (so i'll hopefully feel good enough to have some fun tomorrow. )