I haven’t been so emotionally unstable since I was a teenager on birth control drinking Barcadi and lime slushes from Sonic, driving around with Gert wondering where in THE HELL Bobby Hathaway disappeared to.
I cannot possibly tell you, type to you, and be EMPHATIC enough to get this across.
Monday night I was soooo not happy. Tuesday ALL DAY I was a down-faced-fun-hater.
Today, I’m so good. Seriously, I’m good. It is what it is. I’ve said my piece. Pieces because I never know when to shut the hell up. I can never just walk away with the last HARRUMPH. Oh God no. I have to go back. and say a little more. and poke a little here. and prod a little there. I mean, seriously Zelda…did we take nothing from Kenny Rogers?
Know when to hold ’em.
Know when to fold ’em.
Know when to walk away.
Know when to run.
SO anyways. I’m feeling ok today. I had some good work. Some good clients. Sold some products so that I’m pretty sure I’m at my 10 percent to actually see money from them. Tomorrow is the last day in the pay period and I have clients mostly throughout the day.
My family is arriving this weekend to de-tree and de-bush (dirty! wait. talking about family. now that’s just gross) my landscaping. I get to see the Wonderboy and Wonderbaby and the Wonderfamily. I’m getting off work early on Saturday to try to pitch in as best I can. I want to entertain at my house this summer. You’re all invited!!! and the making it pretty is the first step. So I’m happy about that.
Sunday I get to be in a movie! Yep. Dale and the Laughing Turtle. It’s a client of mine, groovy movie boy who I just KNOW will be a blast to work for. I have about three lines, but WAHOO! Fun, eh? you betcha. fun fun fun.
So ya see…today I’m good. I got some funny emails from the future today. He told me my eyes were pretty. Have I explained that FutureMan actually is an old friend who lives in a time zone 13 hours into tomorrow? No? ok. well that’s what that means.
Ok yes, he was drunk but what the hell. When a man who is already ass deep in tomorrow gives a compliment this means a few things.
Today is NOT your last day. (he’s already tomorrow)
Someone thinks you are pretty
.
I don’t care what day you’re living in…that just feels good.
I love this space/time thing we have going on. It’s fun. and it’s soothing. and I like it.
pretty eyes.
on my first trip to NYC, we got to watch a taping of the CBS Morning Show and Mark McEwin said I had pretty eyes. I wore that line out so much for the rest of the trip I thought Chrome was gonna shove a high heel into my throat.
still. it’s nice to hear.
from tomorrow.
So from today…I say I’m good. Thanks for riding the merry go round with me. For the last year it’s been, “Look kids! Big Ben! Parliment!” so I know it’s bound to have gotten so old it’s moldy. But I’m done. Packing that shit up and tossing it into my cauldron.
“Double, double, toil and trouble; Fire burn and cauldron bubble.”
Got anything you wanna toss in?
Misti Ridiculous 
Like REO someday my best friend of these years… we’re just going to have to stop fighting the feelings and buring our heads in the sand and let it flow and go. We are beautiful! We really are. We’re living with hearts open and feelings running through us…we haven’t hardened our hearts Pat Benatar! Its good to just have someone who is nice, isn’t it? I love you.
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i have lots of big ass bras i would LOVE to throw in….is there room? I just want to you to know that you are an amazing person and friend. Please keep your head up…I know that you will find that special someone. love ya! maegen
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