Ugh
Tuesday, September 7th, 2004I need to get a steady job. The lack of security is killing me.
I hate my life right now.
And could it possibly get any hotter?
I need to get a steady job. The lack of security is killing me.
I hate my life right now.
And could it possibly get any hotter?
What’s a swan song?
It’s so hot here, I think I’m going to melt.
I slammed my fingers in the bathroom window at work just before I left for the day. Damn it hurt. Still hurts and I’ve been icing them down since 5 o’clock.
Brad brought over “Before Sunrise” with Ethan Hawke and Julie Delpy for me to watch. Then he went home. He thinks I need to be alone in my misery.
It’s true. I’m in a horrible mood today.
My ex emailed me today with the story of the proposal. There was no emotion, no excitement, just his rationalization of why they should be together. He actually said, “Well, we didn’t feel like breaking up, so I figured we’d get married.” He went to Chicago to meet her family and she came to Florida to meet his. One day, out on his boat, he asked her and she said yes. He gave her a ring. Period.
How romantic.
My ex-boyfriend emailed me today. He proposed to his girlfriend. They’ve been together less than a year.
Wow.