i think i used to be smarter. Here's a diary entry from about a year ago:
"listening to: the reindeer section - cartwheels.
oh, are you feeling a little sad and sort of drunk on this wednesday night, thursday morning? yeah - well listen to this song and multiply that littleness by 300x.
here are some things that i can tell you, and i know them for sure:
*don't let ex-boyfriends sleep over. well, maybe if they sleep on the couch, but not in your bed. even if you don't even feel romantic towards them, your arms feel real fucking empty and sad just knowing what they can't hold.
*if something beats out your arms and you DO end up hugging that ex-boyfriend all night, it really DOESN'T mean a fucking thing.
*when your boss tells you he has a few things to go over with you, don't believe him. what he means is that he has 35 things that he doesn't have time to do that he just realized needed to be done last month so you're already a month behind, and you need to get on that right now.
*a strongbow drank in less than 10 minutes is a good way to get a good buzz on.
*meeting up with a friend that says "she absolutely thinks your new boyfriend should be so-and-so because you'd be perfect together" is actually a pretty good plan. turns out that meeting so-and-so was actually pretty good tonight.
*the cat litter really should be changed daily
*even though you think you're over it, you may not be
*i'm going to have to get serious and personal and invest myself in someone eventually. I'm fearing it.
*i want to skip work tomorrow.
*i can't skip work tomorrow.
*even though you think you might never fall in love again, and you're feeling all sad and shitty, and then you go and read Kortnay's latest entry where she's got this kiss that she doesn't want to get off her lips, and then you just feel good that at least love is possible..."
uggghhh.
whatever.
thinks stink sometimes.
twyla.
