(A line from my favorite song, "The Night the Lights Went out in Georgia" by Vicky Lawrence.)
So, the past week has been interesting. Last Wednesday, SL moved here. I'm so happy he's finally with me. The long distance thing wasn't very difficult at all, but it was kind of expensive. As of April 8th, SL and I will have been together (officially) for five months. Go me! That's my longest relationship I've had since I left MMA. Some of the other ones could have been longer, but with those guys I figured that if I couldn't see a future with them, what is the point of keeping it going? There is none.
I had a very boring weekend. SL mostly worked on the computers, fixing them up, putting in more RAM and combining hard drives and stuff while I cleaned or watched TV or whatever. Saturday I had a very special visit from one of Columbus's finest, and he made me feel better about a certain situation that I am dealing with. He advised that I go downtown to take care of my business as soon as possible, so I will be doing that tonight after work. I'm not going to elaborate on anything until it's all over, so you will all just have to wait and see what the outcome is! I'm sure I will be found in the right, so I'm not worried about it.
Yesterday SL and I went to my parents' house for dinner, my mom made lasagna, and it was great. We hung out with SK and watched some TV and it was just nice and relaxing. My dad gave us a new CD-rom drive and a new hard drive too. SL was so ecstatic about that! My dad is cool. We went home around ten pm, and then Cat called for me to come to karaoke. I didn't really feel like it, but we went anyway and ended up having the time of our lives. It was so much fun. TomCat, Mr. Happy, Crash, The Sir, and D*Martin were there, along with a bunch of other cool people that I haven't seen in a long time. D*Martin is still learning how to run the machines, so he can take over some of Cat's shows, so I didn't get to talk to him too much. SL and I were trying to help him get this beaver looking girl away from him, but that proved unsuccessful... poor D*Martin. Oh! Doc was there too. I always love seeing Doc. The only shitty thing was that bitch Holly from back in the day was trashed and hanging all over him. That was nasty. Oh well, can't keep nastiness from penetrating my world I suppose. I just have to deal with it!
But I digress... I told C the bartender and Smiley J about SL's actual age, and they weren't pissed at all. I was glad for that, because I didn't want them to think that I was trying to pull the wool over their eyes or anything. C said I rocked cuz I have a young boyfriend! I laughed. Man, I can't believe what a great time I had at karaoke last night.
On a different note, which I suppose kind of correlates to my great time at karaoke, I've been in such an awesome mood ever since I put my mind to it. I guess GMc's little idea really works! I know SL is happy that I'm in a better mood. We only had one little fight this weekend, and it was totally the most retarded thing ever, so it was no big deal. Other than that, I've been in an awesome mood and quite happy. In fact, I only cried a few times this weekend, once over something that was very very upsetting and a few times over this thing about police dogs, and once over "Inked" when this dude got his dead fiancee's portrait tatooed on his arm. Yeah. I'm kinda girly sometimes, and when I am, I'm extreme.
Speaking of girly, my shrink said that I'm nuts for thinking I look like a lesbian. Not literally of course, I think it would be wrong for a psychologist to tell his patient they are "nuts", haha! But he's cool; He loved my pink phone. And I've told him about all the crap that has happened to me lately, and he told me that I have made the right choices, I've done the appropriate thing, and it was very smart of me to document everything that has happened. He said that I am right on a few things, such as SL and his lies stemming from when his parents got divorced when he was ten years old (that's when most of the stories start) and about how people who need to make drama really are miserable. Apparently there is some sort of complex... almost like a Napolean thing where they buy big stuff and own a lot of things so they look important to try and counteract their lack of self-esteem, only these kind of people try to make everyone else look shitty and they treat people terribly to make themselves feel better, when in fact they are really miserable. Maybe I should go to college and become a shrink. Damn... would I be rich and even smarter than I already am!
In conclusion, I'd like to apologize in advance to my friends that see me / talk to me on a daily basis, because I'm probably going to be quite egotistical in the next few weeks or even months. However, it's all part of my plan: I have to tell myself that I'm fucking awesome over and over and over so that I will finally truly believe it. I think I'm pretty swell right now, but there's always that nagging in the back of my head saying, "Well... are you really...?" and I need to shut that nag up! So, anyway, that's all. I rule.
Late.
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