November 14, 2008
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Yesterday is gone…
… so maybe that’s why I’m now living with an ex lover. She’s not the only one who lives here. Another one of my friends lives here…but she’s not an ex lover. I don’t know if it’s a good idea, but it’s done. Susan and I have been here for three weeks now. Becky and the children moved in two weeks ago. And so far, we’ve had two drunken weekends. Ahh yes, it’s the time for Hangover Sundays. Thank god Cities 97 plays Acoustic Sunrise, the best hangover music ever. And if your hangover lasts until the evening hours, they have Acoustic Sunset Sunday nights. Their annual Studio C album comes out next week, at Target stores only. I’ll be in line, don’t think I won’t be. Two discs of exclusive acoustic music. Hells yes. Acoustic Sunrise ends at noon…so if I wake up at 1, I’m fucked! Until I get the cd…I can’t wait.
I think our house is going to be a party house…after the Saturday night of two cases of beer, a huge bottle of Jage, a bottle of Hypnotic, 6 dozen jello shots, eight cans of Monster, and different bottles of vodka being brought by guests…yes. A party house.
I finally feeling like I’m growing up. I’m finally out of the ‘rents houses. No one to depend on. It’s liberating to be out of the scrutiny of parents. I’m on my own.
I’m going to pursue my writing career.
I painted my walls. Dark blue….sometimes they look black. My curtains are a dark burgundy. Suede. My duvet cover is black. I will soon have dark red sheets and pillowcases. Thank you, Linens N Things, for going out of business in a time when I need to express myself with decor.
I can’t wait to buy a house. Two years, I think. I can picture my color schemes in my head. Dark mint green walls in the kitchen, burgundy in the living room, dark yellow for the office, and I think I’ll keep the dark blue walls for my bedroom. Maybe. Well, that’s how I see things now. But things change. We’ll see.
I don’t have the strength for deep conversations right now…it’s time to go to bed.
I can’t wait to get off work tomorrow night and drink my beer.
