Tonight was crazy. Went to Chevy's and then saw Red Dragon. I have abandoned my plans of fasting until the 23rd. There are other ways to prove to myself that love still exists in this heart of mine.
Ran into a bunch of people who I never see in favour of being a hermit.
Red Dragon was good. Anthony Hopkins makes me think dirty teenage Buick thoughts. Speaking of which, Stefan and I found the best make-out points in the history of the world a few nights ago. Up on a big hill overlooking lots of nice houses, and where couples are not likely to be disturbed. It was a cool discovery.
I am performing weird experiments on myself, and they all involve other people who don't know that they're involved.
Work was ok. Nil (the big boss lady) likes me a lot, and wants me to still work, even if it is only for one day a week. Rad. Plus, she's the one I answer to now.
I'm tired as fuckity-fuck.
Ralph Fiennes is still fine.
I bought some cool things today but they are a surprise.
Now, here is the best news ever: Travis, my stupid ex-boyfriend, is back in Vallejo. He moved off to Arizona thinking that life would be so great only to call me all the time feeling lonely and then get angry with me upon discovering I had a life without him, and then when I would get pissed off he would beg me to call him and tell me how lonely he was. Before he left, he had this huge chip on his shoulder about how much better Arizona is than California, and how he was breaking away from everything that made his life miserable (ie, me, his mom, his 'friends'). Two or so months into having moved away, his friend who he moved there with moves back to California, to go and live with his girlfriend in San Diego.
He was working two jobs and still couldn't pull his weight, despite having a room-mate. Take that Mr. The-Economy-Is-Better. How about minimum wage is lower, and no one wants to put up with your terrible attitude?
Anyway, all my hopes of failure for him came true, and he had to come creeping back on his belly, having failed, like the dirty snake he is. The only difference between him and snakes is that snakes have spines of some sort.
Anyway. I was right. I hope your tail feels good between your legs, fucker!
Game. Set. Match.