lulumae

Whew. I'm melting in this weather! We West Coast girls aren't used to extreme heat...

So how am I doing. How AM I doing? Well, yesterday I had one of those horrendous internet experiences- I constructed a huge email to send to a couple of my friends who I haven't been in contact with recently. I spent an hour and a half constructing it. In Yahoo mail. One wrong click and "whoops!" It's gone.

ARGH! One of those "I'm going to throw my monitor out the window" moments. What a waste of time.

My little chicken, Dora, is doing very well and settling in nicely. Of course, it's way too hot out there for her right now, so after about three minutes of a walk she ends up turning around, looking at me with that "you've got to be KIDDING me" look and like the sucker I am I carry her home.

The sailors were in town this weekend (American carrier) so waitressing at the bar was super-duper fun. No, what was super-duper fun was watching the man I was recently in love with, and who I thought was in love with me (why? Oh, um, maybe cause he TOLD me) making out with what appears to be his fresh and fabulous girlfriend. It wouldn't sting so much if he hadn't told me that he couldn't be with me right now because he just needed to be on his own.

I'm gonna call a giant, heinous, big-ass BULLSHIT on that pathetic, "I'm such a fucking coward I don't have the balls to tell you the truth," predictable-but-still-devastating, self-esteem-sucking LINE.

Hmm. I just wrote a couple of paragraphs involving another situation going on right now, but I decided that none of it sounded right. Argh.

And now. It is time to consume a slurpee.

XOX-L

"Tell me who can I turn to, just who can I believe?
Tried to put her out of my mind, shell only cause me grief.
I love that girl, whatever shes done, you know it hurts me deeply.
Cause theres nothing in this world to stop me worryin bout that girl."

Okay, so the Kinks were writing about a girl. But it still works.