hyenahell

i hung out with my ex last night. he's going to los angelos today and i've had the toasters' "weekend in L.A." stuck in my head... we went to this overly expensive jazz club to see some band. they were good, but not my type of music. or my scene, for that matter. and the drinks were equally pricey... when i pay 4 dollars for a pint, i want it in a pint glass, god damn it! so i blew more money than i wanted or could afford to spend, just to hang out with the love of my fucking life for a few hours. *sigh* but we both have, er, significant others... mine more significant than his, but in any case it's a messy situation at best. but enough of that, for fear i'd have to explain.

so i should be out job hunting, but i am going to wait until i can borrow someone's car, go pick up the bike i am buying, bring it back to the base, and have a dependable form of mobility.
so. instead i am wasting time on here, drawing, writing, drinking two pots of coffee every morning and smoking two packs a day. and waiting for my meds to kick me up into "manic" mode...
xoxoxo to all.