my one riverside friend even moved there.
aren't i the social butterfly. how on earth do you make friends when you're not friendly, and have no scene?
the dog is staying in her crate until someone adopts her.
three more days of work. two more supervisor days. i can do this ... gimme something to look forward to and i can do this.
you know what sucks about being supervisor? listening to people ten years older than me being insecure and whiny. just go into surgery. assist the doctor. fake it until you make it. leave me alone, i have stuff to do.
my favorite vibrator broke the other day. bah. must go shopping.
an open bottle of red wine is a nice thing to come home to. why an open bottle? because then i don't feel guilty for opening it. then i can feel productive in that i drank what was left of the other night's bottle before it got stale. See, by drinking until i go to sleep, i've accomplished something.
All my money lately has gone to alcohol and pet supplies. i eat ramen and popcorn. I'm not sure what this means.
The back of this week's Rolling Stone has an ad for Windows Media products, with the slogan "Plays for sure". yeah ... not fucking likely.