oi. computer: work.
i had a drug-induced dream on saturday (friday? lsakdjfday?) night that i was five months pregnant and i'd just found out and i was wandering around trying to figure out if i could get an abortion and everything was fuzzy and i was all by myself, but not in a lonely way, in a "i did this to myself" way.
i think this means i'm not ready for a relationship, but i could be wrong.
either way, it's an unfortunate fact that there's no way i could be pregnant right now. i'm great at handling tragedy, but i tend to create scapegoats for my depression when nothing is actually going on.
it's my HEAD, schwartz, it's my HEAD!
and actually, it is.
did i mention i'm meeting with the director tomorrow night? i am. the juxtaposition of these statements has nothing to do with anything, but i'm still excited. if this works out ... man. something to do! hurrah!
wednesday is my day off this week and it is hardcore dedicated to my car. i'm getting the oil changed, getting my registration, getting some new plates, getting my license, and getting some auto insurance. i love it and it loves me: don't judge us!
theglitterfades0 (12:59:46 PM): when are you leaving?
frenchsmell (12:59:56 PM): about 930
theglitterfades0 (1:00:08 PM): christ
theglitterfades0 (1:00:22 PM): for europe?
frenchsmell (1:00:46 PM): aye
theglitterfades0 (1:00:55 PM): yikes
theglitterfades0 (1:01:12 PM): good luck then. have the time of your life, etc.
frenchsmell (1:01:23 PM): yada yada yada
frenchsmell (1:01:28 PM): it'll be interesting
theglitterfades0 (1:03:26 PM): and that, i suppose, is the idea
frenchsmell (1:03:36 PM): fucking a
fucking a indeed.