He's screwing things up & maybe he looks funny, too
2006-06-16

Ok, so for the last hour or so I've been pacing like a crazy person.

I don't know what to do.

I didn't see this coming. Did Not. I must be blind.

"Even I could have told you something was wrong." My Mom...argh...I'm not speaking to her. She just makes me want to spit blood, sometimes.

Ok, I'm not evil or anything. Just hurt at the moment. I guess. Kind of.... Yeah, mad. Angry.

Sebastian says we have to cool it. He can't be serious about me right now. Serious? This was serious?

Ok, emotional balloon is now sagging over my head and bursting into like a 10000 tears or something.

Why did he have to call me this morning to tell me this shit? I finally get some time to myself, and he calls me before he goes to work.

Cause, now, he's got college crap to think about. Whatever. I don't care.

And to think I'd been listening to my cousin last night telling me how lonely she was and how she didn't have a boyfriend right now and was stuck with 3 kids to babysit all summer.

I'm going to find some yarn to roll up in a ball, somewhere. The tubular box I got my champagne in would be perfect for balls of yarn.

I found this huge mess of yarn that my mother had in this color I can never find at Michaels.

I'll just crochet and feel better.

Only I don't know what to crochet.