K is on her way back to Australia. I was doing well, hiding the moping this week. I think. I'd go out to smoke to bawl, then come in and pretend I wasn't all snotty a second ago. Kinda lost it Thursday morning and I got to cling a little. Then she was gone just like that. *poof* And I freaked. Talk about a meltdown. I mean, y'alls know how I always meltdown every time wifey leaves. But I was all hiccupy and hyperventilating and all that noise. It was a mess.
I miss herrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr. Bring her baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaack.
Now since I'm all morose, and Boom is all morose, I must start stalking the papers and Facebook groups for girl-dates, since spring is around the corner. Though Boom vetoed a concert featuring Apocalyptica. Somehow I don't think she's quite ready for my musical weirdness. Also, she needs her hearing.
Wow, are you questioning my sexuality yet? Wifey and girl-dates and all. They are my hetero crushes, k?
Miss Lulu has ordered me to go stalk a certain boy this weekend. Let's see if I can pull myself out of bed and do just that. And reassert my hetero-ness.
I got off work earlyish tonight. One would think I'd go DO something. Well, I bought food. Then I went to Wally World to buy some dye to save a fading shirt I bought not too long ago. So yeah, now I have an ugly shirt and purplish looking hands. Go me.
I went to Target because I got it in my head that I should have at least one matching set of undies, but I got there just as they closed. How dare they??? I haven't owned matching undies since like... uh, the early nineties. Maybe. Damn them for interfering with my sudden need to coordinate my naughty bits.
Work is uh, work. Hey, it's hard to suddenly work again after a long, dragged-out layoff. Adjusting is a pain. My feet hurt. I whine incessantly. I'm a big fat baby. But I'm not quite as stupid as I was last week. Don't get me wrong, I still manage to make moronic errors. And it's soooo deflating to think that you're doing rather simple work and effing it up.
I've been organizing Janie, but being lax because of wifey's visit. I shall try to be good and be more diligent. But I've worked in some new early stuff, and am almost totally chronological in the main doc now. I made space for one flashbacky thing I think I need, and I have some disorganized totally fresh stuff to mesh together better. And my brain has like fifteen scenarios that I really need to take time to get down in a doc.
Rainy weekend on tap. I guess my plans to straighten my hair tomorrow are screwed.
Oh, remind me to deliver a long-distance slap to K. She bought a cheap scale to weigh her luggage on, and left it here. And I keep hopping on the bastard, staring at the numerical carnage beneath me. It makes me want to eat some Ben & Jerry's
Okay, that's all I can think of to ramble about. How's it going on your end?