I officially need to quit blowing money 'cause I think Mike-sir and I need to get a place. Yep. Save up a little more money, get my tax return and it's apartment time. Already have a complex in mind and everything. And Jessi and Ty are moving in there. It's gonna be amazing and I'll be able to bring my Yeti and everything.
I'm hopeful. Yes.
Ummm... yesterday we got off work, took the girls to El Diamante and then I went home, did my hair and makeup and promptly passed out on the couch. Heh. Woke up after about an hour, went to Mike's, then left my car and took his to Kiera's. Drank some lemonade and Stoli, watched the Blonde Ambition Tour on Tivo, passed out. Falling asleep to my Zune on shuffle is strange and definitely not advised. HEH.
Other than all that... I'm doing much better. I've quit being defensive. Quit asking myself, "What the fuck is wrong with me?" and I've accepted the fact that this needs to happen. Terry needs to better himself and I don't want to be a hinderance in any way.
I'm still gonna miss him horribly, though. "If you love something, let it go..."
Well. I should go shower or something.
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