|Lead me not unto temptation. or something.
||[Oct. 4th, 2006|10:36 pm]
High stakes, Close Quarters
|||||Tha Deflowah Towah||]|
|||||oh so very tired.||]|
|||||In my head: Spymob||]|
So I had an awful night on saturday. maybe friday?
Anyways. It went like this.
Roommate out of the Deflower Tower for the weekend.
Watching Grey's Anatomy season finale. WOw. Depressing as shit.
Mom calls at most depressing moment to tell me that she was back from Amsterdam. and that my grandpa had been in the hospital for pancreatitis. which I know from classes can be very serious. Apparently he was discharged and readmitted for heart problems. and then discharged again.
The worst part was that I could have known about his hospital trip 15 days earlier if I had just read the emial from my Nana. The subject was "just a note"! Who makes that the title? huh? huh??
Yeah. so I Ignored the email figuring it was just a thanks for the anniversary card I sent them (since I skipped out on their 60th anniversary dinner in the CN tower to watch Spamalot with my friend). Guilt, much?
Then my mom told me that she was being proposed to. Which good for her, I hope she's happy. But I just don't want to deal with another guy in my life I have to pretend to care about haha. If he just wants to be friends with me that's cool. But I think he wants to be my dad. gag me. I've not had a dad for too long to want one now. sheesh.
Then the best part: I had already had my two sessions for the week at this point. So I was SOL. All in all thought it didn't turn out too bad. I just read and took a bath. hooray!
my life is so incredibly busy right now. Fucking work. I asked for one shift a week, not 4!!!
SO the two gym trips a week is just kinda adding to the fun.
But whatever, I feel marginally healthier.
I like the idea of having this as a community, a place to gripe and vent.