George isn't going to be able to make it to the MG show on the 8th.
He's gunna be in Washington on business. He comes home that night.
SOOO.... Basically looks like the Arts county fair this year will be a White Noise meet for me. ;)
Or I'll be walking around alone.
Or Sean will find me.
Options.. Options..
Only one is appealling.
SHIT LAUNDRY
Okay.. Laundry is dealt with.
I'm trying to quit smoking which is so HARD I WANT TO DIE.
Had about a quarter last night.
About a half today.
I'm TRYING... it's so hard.
I don't want to disappoint my public. So many people are rootin' for me through this.
Letting go of parts of my past. Slowly, but trying.
tomorrow I have to clean more. Throw things out.. organize. Try and make my room look like a rom.
And not like a bed with piles of junk around it. Have to do the stove. My right pinky is sore from holding down the shift key.
I'm addicted to the computer like crack. Like crackcocaine. Like BADLY. Like the kids on Main and Hastins Dancing.
Speaking of which, I took some pictures the other day... I should get to working on getting those uploaded and shown.
Blog this, bitch.
You have no options as to who you hang out with at ACF ;)
<3 You're right.