i got conned into working today. i went in and then got sent home early. the moral of the story is i was gone just long enough to miss the farmers market.
it's kinda weird how i can leave the house in such a foul mood and just see something totally random to make me feel better and remind me what matters. not that i'm too clear on what that is anyway. today it was just a bunch of little kids who were so excited just to be here. i miss being five. no, wait, never mind, i don't. well...
i guess then you didn't have freedom to do whatever you wanted but you didn't really know about all the things you could be doing? maybe i miss the innocence?
why am i talking like this?
i feel like i've been neglected. i know he's off working and getting very little sleep but jesus, call me, just once, leave a message or something. tell me you love me. so i think this is pretty much over. it's a shame, cause it could've been good. fucking false advertising. that's what it was, all this bullshit about being romantic and cuddly and all those other things i try to tell myself i don't want but really really REALLY do. i should really call his mom and tell her to replace the label that says "nice, sensitive, romantic, blah, blah, man" with one that says "arrogant, selfish, ass"...
ooooh, i think i just made myself crabby. oops.
so, i think i'll get in the shower and go explore the city. maybe light my tastebuds on fire with some curry? mmmmmmmm.... damnit, i'm hungry NOW. eh, i'll just eat twice!
and, ofcourse, work on the damn to do list.