tonight, bowling. did ok -- broke 100 all 3 games, so i'm basically happy with the way it turned out. got a little drunk. still a little drunk.
read dollface's journal. glad she's feeling like herself again. i'm not. so it goes. going to try to get packed and moved to chicago by january 10. wouldn't be a problem if it weren't for the holidays.
ex-wife tried calling me 3 times today. i didn't answer. i love caller id. and fuck it, she only left one message, and she didn't ask me to return her call, so i didn't.
here's hoping that the coming week is better than the ending week.
listening to "saviour machine" by bowie.
read dollface's journal. glad she's feeling like herself again. i'm not. so it goes. going to try to get packed and moved to chicago by january 10. wouldn't be a problem if it weren't for the holidays.
ex-wife tried calling me 3 times today. i didn't answer. i love caller id. and fuck it, she only left one message, and she didn't ask me to return her call, so i didn't.
here's hoping that the coming week is better than the ending week.
listening to "saviour machine" by bowie.
still trying to figure out what i am doing for new years. handful of parties. usually the safe bet, i hate going out on amateur night. my friend Van (you met him last weekend at gallery hamburger) came over at about 2am, we had a couple of high lifes, and he just left. totally fun. we like to talk about boys together.
seriously. i prescribe you do some dancin. you gotta big ol' house to yourself, kick out some superloud jams and shake it!