I'm A Poster Girl With No Poster

Cristy and I had all the intentions of going to the waterpark tonight, but we only would have had 45 minutes of good quality 'floating' time. Ah well. We watched TV at her apartment instead. It was a good night especially because she has AC.

That new show The OC on Fox is actually pretty good.

I wish it would thunderstorm. We need a big crazy thrashing thunderstorm. With lots and lots of rain - for a week straight.

We also need the moon to take a vacation for a few hours. I don't really feel like staying awake until dawn to see the meteor shower. There's always November, but then it's cold and all that other stuff. Well, last year it wasn't bad, but you get my point.

Today was a bad day. Per my usual post-breakup days. It ends with confusion and tomorrow will most likely start out with a brief bout of nausea followed by light-headed antsiness (is that even a word?) throughout the afternoon. I am the poster girl for unhealthy irrational emotional behavior. I think it comes with the territory of being female and also perhaps being me. Sometimes I feel like I experience things with a ton more sensitivity than I need to. It creates problems for me, but I guess it also inspires me. It probably won't be a good thing until it brings me the big bucks. hehe

Well anyway, I think I'm going to try coloring in my color book.

Tomorrow could be interesting. Or it could be dull and boring.
I think that I am hoping for the latter. I've experienced enough "excitement" for the rest of my life. I'd just like to come home, plop my feet up and feel.... happy. Comfortable, secure and serene. Complete.

I'm sick of the struggle.