today i saw a boy wearing a john cena pleather jacket with a matching dirt 'stache. maybe everything in my life isn't so terrible.
i've been listening to the demos that the little one gave to me and they are incredible. i have some of the most talented friends in the world and i legitimately do not understand how all of them are not huge rockstars.
one of my residents was evicted yesterday. i don't think it had too much involvement with the way i was feeling last night, but upon reflection, i realize how terrible it is. i invested a lot of heart into rooting for her (as i do for all of my residents) and to see her fall off the bandwagon time and time again is awful. i understand that addiction is a serious problem, but if you want something bad enough, shouldn't you be able to cast all of your demons aside? i can no longer root for people who won't even root for themselves.
here i am preaching to the choir again. i need to swallow an ounce of my own advice.
in happy news, i want to start p90x because looking like 200 pounds has got to stop immediately. i've already put it on my christmas list but i may splurge this week and just get it for myself.
the rest of my day will be consumed with catching up on reading and perhaps sleeping. with no work at the y tonight, i suppose i should get ahead on my captcha codes for the week.
jo's deadline for the album is election day. does this mean i'll have something new to listen to all of next week?
lees suggested i start listening to good old war and i'm digging everything i've heard so far.
i still need a halloween costume. i still need to call garrett to schedule a playdate for today. i wonder if ice eyes is working at the coffee shop this afternoon.
so many things to do and all i want to do is watch fresh prince and forget about everything that's making me sink.
where are you, ana?
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