we all know how i feel about deke. if you don’t know, obviously, you don’t talk to me very much, or read this at all. ok, so my deke is in town tonight, at the blank club. missey andrea tells me that the blank club is not as cool as fuel, or as plant 51, but the venue is the same, as are the bands. we shall see. she says it’s really dark in there. better to make out with sb with i guess.
did i tell you about my day from hell yesterday? you know, i was really excited about the lunar eclipse. i really was. so, i got to work, and i was convinced that sb and i had broken up, and i really wasn’t sure why (ok, not true, but not wanting to share our dirty laundry here either). i finally got up the nerve to call him at 10:30, at which point i broke down in tears, no, i cried really hard. then, we walked to lunch, and my fishnets gave me a big owie on my toe. i ended up having to take my shoes off, totally ruining my look. the day just went down hill from there.
i decided to write to mm. why, oh my god, i just don’t know. i think i was just feeling utterly insecure, you know, the moon and all. lucky for me, he did not write back (not that i made myself available).
then, i, in my infinate wisdom, thought i had enough gas to get home. can we say “gwen was having a blond moment”? i’ve never got more than 350 miles on a tank of gas. NEVER. so when i got to 408, i’m thinking, “wow, i’m getting excellent gas mileage on this tank”. ok, NO. that was not it. my light never came on. EVER, my needle did not dip below the point of no return. i had no clue that i was that empty. no wonder the car was acting so funny. HELLO? was i even awake yesterday?
then, my pharmist makes me run home and get my card for my new insurance… she wouldn’t even look it up. and daisy was crossing her legs big time! carol is on vacation for the next 9 weeks. what a bummer. for her and for me… no more overnights with sb for a while. really big bummer.
then kirk calls. electric guitar in my ear, not saying anything (as usual)… asking me how come the moon is not luminated (my word not his). how does a lunar eclipse work? ok. yeah. right. it is the earth’s shadow. i’ve gotta go.
the rest of the evening has me sitting on the couch afraid to move. i saw a little tiny bit of the eclipse, when it was on its way to being over…
for the most part, yesterday, as a day ABSOLUTELY SUCKED. thanks for asking. we now go back to our regularly scheduled happiness.
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