pavlovsdog

Smokin' and drinking on a Tuesday night.

Well I don't really smoke,
and I've only had one drink,
but it is Tuesday night. Woo Hoo.

Wow friends keep going grey on me.
I'll soon be back to pictures if this keeps happening.

I got stood up tonight by a girl who made the date.
Well it wasn't really a date, but she was going to call me to hang out, but never did.
Meh, I was feeling weird about the whole thing anyway.

So the other day I was telling a friend how I felt lost in my life right now, and nothing seemed to be going right, and how I felt like giving everything up and moving to Iowa somewhere. I was just venting, but she thought i was serious, so for my birthday she gets me a voucher for a 45 minute session with a psychic. Not a psychiatrist, a psychic. He is supposed to be real good, and has even appeared on Muary Povich or something. I don't really hold much faith in the metaphysical arts, but it was a present, so I have to go I guess. It aught to make for a good future journal entry in any case. Keep an eye out.

I wonder if he'll know when I coming?