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We do realize that I work weekends, right? And that I need two weeks notice to put in for time off, right? During the summer, it is nearly impossible to get time off even if I do give them two weeks notice. So I guess I'll see you Sunday for breakfast before you leave. Next time, tell me as soon as you know.

I really needed a weekend with you. I'm going to try.
Note to self: When she's stopped saying it back, it's saying a lot.
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This kitten is available for adoption here :[ How can I possibly resist that face? Argh, must resist.
It's pretty ridiculous to think that a mixtape is going to impact someone as much as you want it to. But I remember a couple times when a mixtape shook up my world and made it better. Sometimes I wonder how people connect. I think that as I get older, human interaction is getting more and more foreign to me. In the span of my life so far I've gone from pretty good at interacting with other people, to terribly bad at it for a very long time. There was a blip recently where I started climbing back up but overall I think I'm right back on the sharply downhill road.

I'm certainly not saying that I need new friends, or more of them. The point is, I don't even begin to know how to make some if I ever needed to do so. I'm left to wonder if I just don't like anyone I meet or if they don't like me. It's even carrying over to online interactions. I think I come across as aloof and only the most persistent people manage to get past that. A few people at work have even called me 'stuck up.' Yes, because the quiet fat chick is always a stuck up bitch.

I've come to the realization that men are easier because in relationships I find them profoundly disposable. I've had lots of practice wrapping my brain around the notion that I can pine for one and then immediately shut down when it might be reciprocated. Women? I have had the most difficult time turning it off. And by difficult I mean that it's impossible. That being said? I'd like to be straight again, thankyouverymuch. But nooooo.

In unrelated news, _franke_ -- I've utterly forgotten your face. Come and visit us or I will be forced to pack Caick in my trunk and drive to where you are.

Jun. 12th, 2009

I want to drop off the face of the internet. One of these days, I'm really just going to start over.
If it's a race to not caring, I think I'm winning.

Jun. 4th, 2009

When I'm going into what I'm sure will be one of the most difficult, slow, torturous weekends of my life, I need to remember not to watch depressing movies. Hello, The Reader. Jesus fucking Christ. Sobbing. I seriously had to pause the damn movie to collect myself. I had fully planned to see that one in the theater and I am so glad I didn't. Dodged that humiliating little bullet.

Summer can be over now. And in other news: dream on, hosebeast.

May. 30th, 2009

Paolo Nutini's new album Sunny Side Up is big band, Otis Redding, and weeping. I am weak in the knees. Sweet, sweet Jesus. There is something of everything. So much happy. SO MUCH.
Terminator Salvation was fucking epic.

I read some articles on it though, and the whole issue with the ending. I kind of wish they'd stuck with the alternate ending. Here's the short article on it: Entertainment Weekly.

Spoilers in the comments maybe.

May. 25th, 2009

I'm going to be really fucking thrilled when the Twitter-as-political-movement laziness stops. Yes, that's right, quell your desire for activism with the least possible effort. In fact, why don't we quell all social needs with meaningless 140 character updates?