Well, I'm new, and have nothing better to do than post my boring life online. Now, I join the legion of losers who do so every day. Joy.
Today was a mostly nice day. I got my car registered, almost had insurance, and got my kitty a new toy. Also, I met the ugliest cat I ever saw- It was so ugly it was cute. >.<
Then...! My car sparked when we tried to jump it. Grr. Okay. Turns out Mom didn't do the jumper cables right. And now, when the door is shut, something clicks under the hood... As soon as you open the door, it stops. Unsure what's going on there.
Then... The real shit hit the fan. My ex, who shall remain nameless, decided to be a royal jerk. At some point, I think he decided that all I want is to get him into the sack. Does he ever consider that I wouldn't take him back? Nuuuuu... I'm obsessed, apparently. Where does he get these ideas that have no bearing whatsoever in reality? Anyways. I blocked him. I'm tired of this. I love him, and his friendship means the world to me- But if he will not let me be his friend, then really, there isn't crap I can do about it. When he decides he wants to look at the reality, and realize he's been a jerk, maybe he'll email me and we can actually talk like human beings.
Anyways. I'm going to get -really- drunk tonight. I feel the need. I'll start with beer and work my way into rum; I have the yummy stuff flavored with blue agave.
After that, maybe I'll write some really awful poetry (Or not, reading it the next morning is -scary-), and go to bed.
Note to self: Take the trail mix to work. That cute guy is gonna be there, which means I need ammunition to throw at him from across the room...
