Some Fucking Friday

Mood: Tick...Tick...Tick
Listening to: Bizkit - Boiler

There are so many things swirling inside my head this evening. I had the intentions to come home from Cristy's house and do the dishes and take out the trash (aka Wendy Isn't Lazy type things)... But now that I'm home all I want to do is leave again. And I think that's why I'm out the door the minute I publish this mother bitch.

This week didn't start out so bad. I had a wonderful Monday with Loo, catching up and talking about everything. Tuesday was nice as well. Dinner at Minervas and 3 hours of communication with Rob. Out of sync we were, we figured that out. We make that shit work. Wednesday was a good night...and then BLAMMO. Thursday.

For anybody who doesn't know or isn't a freaking mind reader... My bestest friend, my baby sister Cristy, got a job in Minot. Which means that she and little baby Gavyn are moving there - in a few weeks. Yeah sure it's only an hour and a half away, but I've been spending a lot of time with the two of them ...and with the two of them before Gavyn was even born. She needed a job and I'm glad that she found one, with the potential to turn into something really great for her. I'm just feeling pretty sorry for myself I guess. Because, really, what's keeping ME here?. Rob should be in Minot since he works out of there, but I just hate the idea of going back. I moved here to move forward. ....*cry cry* Anyway. Yeah - lonely times are ahead for this girl. Since Eric and Rob have been working together, we just sorta spent alot of our freetime together as well. I'm going to miss her so much. Enough for me to relocate?... Time will tell.

Also, I had a dumb doctor appointment yesterday too. Hooray for the pelvic exam. I might have to go to a specialist if the whole stomach business I've got doesn't clear up in a few weeks. I've PROMISED the Doc that I would call her if it doesn't get better. So far so good - well...more like okay.

Today....I don't want to get in to today. There is so much to say but I'm not going to give it the energy. I'm so done and I've been done for awhile, and didn't think I could get any doner (hehe is that a word?) - but I guess I CAN. I spend 8 hours of my day in an environment that makes me uncomfortable, and I spent my last uncomfortable 3 hours at the Tribune today. Letting it go...

So, now that I'm done whining, I'm going to hop in my car with my 1,000,000 CDs (well okay not that many) and see if I can't get myself lost, or just get myself a clearer head. I'm so sick and tired of finding the same kind of trouble over and over again. And I guess that means that Wendy Cass Gaarder needs to change, because everything else will always stay the same.