Thursday, January 01, 2004
new years revelation...
im still a bit tipsy, so forgive me if this is rambly. its hard to recover from two bottles of wine consumed entirely on my own in a matter of hours. its even more difficult to screw a tiny little ball on the end of a navel ring when intoxicated. its 7 am. my new years eve took a completely different turn. everything i was invited to do- i didnt. i was participating in a life altering argument that changed my night, changed my year, changed my direction entirely. i was going to stay home and sulk, while my daughter (bless her heart) kept trying to cheer me up and play angelina ballerina with me. but my best friend in the whole wide world wouldnt let me stay home. so at 11:30 I packed up and took my baby over there (right down the street) where she was also sulking from a new years argument. but at least she had friends over. midnight rolled around- we toasted, and i fell asleep watching all dogs go to heaven on the couch with my baby while everyone else was watching the exorcist downstairs. of course annie wouldnt let me sleep (dam her) and after that is when i consumed the rest of my 2 bottles of wine and watched big people movies. the point of this whole boring story is as this may seem like an extraordinarily lame new years- i learned what is really important to me, and i was with the people i care the most about. i here on out condemn the idea of love from my brain- at least regarding significant others. i give up. i thought it would be a cold day in hell to be saying this- being a hopeless romantic- but fuck it. i give up. i have life to attend to. one day maybe ill try again. maybe. but for now- shit- lifes too short for this bs. and im too bitter.
i hope everyone had an awesome new years- cheers to whatever makes u happy.
going to sleep now cuz dammit i have to work today. xxooxxooxxooxxooxxooxxooxxooxxooxxoo- nyxi-xxooxxooxxooxx
new years revelation...
im still a bit tipsy, so forgive me if this is rambly. its hard to recover from two bottles of wine consumed entirely on my own in a matter of hours. its even more difficult to screw a tiny little ball on the end of a navel ring when intoxicated. its 7 am. my new years eve took a completely different turn. everything i was invited to do- i didnt. i was participating in a life altering argument that changed my night, changed my year, changed my direction entirely. i was going to stay home and sulk, while my daughter (bless her heart) kept trying to cheer me up and play angelina ballerina with me. but my best friend in the whole wide world wouldnt let me stay home. so at 11:30 I packed up and took my baby over there (right down the street) where she was also sulking from a new years argument. but at least she had friends over. midnight rolled around- we toasted, and i fell asleep watching all dogs go to heaven on the couch with my baby while everyone else was watching the exorcist downstairs. of course annie wouldnt let me sleep (dam her) and after that is when i consumed the rest of my 2 bottles of wine and watched big people movies. the point of this whole boring story is as this may seem like an extraordinarily lame new years- i learned what is really important to me, and i was with the people i care the most about. i here on out condemn the idea of love from my brain- at least regarding significant others. i give up. i thought it would be a cold day in hell to be saying this- being a hopeless romantic- but fuck it. i give up. i have life to attend to. one day maybe ill try again. maybe. but for now- shit- lifes too short for this bs. and im too bitter.
i hope everyone had an awesome new years- cheers to whatever makes u happy.
going to sleep now cuz dammit i have to work today. xxooxxooxxooxxooxxooxxooxxooxxooxxoo- nyxi-xxooxxooxxooxx
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