it’s funny how well i can solve other people’s problems, and yet i have no grasp on how to deal with my own life.
is that irony?
i’m not sure if that’s irony, but that was definitely wednesday night. or at least, the latter part of the evening, after the Hole in the Wall, and the vietnam guy, and the 5 makers shots in sheri (not to be confused with the 5 cumshots in sheri, which we hope she recieved later). after correctly
identifying the rules for proper relationship etiquette (really, i could write a book), i realized that i
have consistently violated all of those rules. (another newcastle, please.) it’s not so much that i mind failure, but it’s the consistent failure that really bugs me the most. then i think that i’m taking everything entirely too seriously — isn’t that always the case. if so, maybe i’m just done with this place. austin has had its run. i could move back to chi-town, or reunite with some friends in boston, or do the west coast thing. or maybe moving is my way of ignoring a problem until it goes away.
god i’m such a girl. or an emo brat.
new rule for all you happy go lucky supercouples out there: if you invite a friend out for an evening on the town, you should also bring another person along for said friend. otherwise, who am i going to make sarcastic comments to?
my friend ginger’s friend amanda: “the thing about chopping up and eating an emo kid is…they taste like crying.”
oh yeah, welcome to my new “home”… question: when you think of a “space cadet”, what kind of person do you think of? there has been some confusion on this matter that i’d like to clear up. sadly, this question will only make me realize how little traffic i get when no one comments.
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