Yesterday ...
I went to work.
I had happy hour with friends.
I drank too much (four tom collinses).
I may (or may not) have made out with a guy who I used to date, who (later that evening) may (or may not) have made out with another guy in our group who I thought was rillyrilly cute.
Except I left early.
Because I was a little drunk.
So, rillyrilly cute guy became Fair Game.
I started texting guys in my phone who I haven't texted in a longlong time.
Some of them texted back.
I watched "Despicable Me."
I went to bed.
Today ...
I woke up.
I managed to get out of bed.
I may (or may not) have been a little overhung.
I walked to the Whole Foods.
I baked cookies.
3 dozen peanut butter cookies.
Almost 5 dozen snickerdoodles.
I used my new kitchenaid standmixer.
It's red.
My new shoes arrived.
They are also red.
One dozen of the snickerdoodles cooked for too long.
They are like brickerdoodles.
I tried to take a nap.
I couldn't sleep.
I watched "Despicable Me" again.
IT'S SO FLUFFY!
I pickled carrots.
I thought about going out to eat.
But, I decided to make lemony green bean salad with feta. And pasta with pesto.
And 1 martini. Maybe 2.
I thought about this blog. And what I'm going to do with it.
And I still don't know.
I have eaten A LOT of cookies.
Tomorrow ...
I will run 10 miles.
I will eat more cookies.
I will iron many shirts.
I will have dinner and cocktails with Tomokito.
I will prepare for work.
I will not be sad.
I will not be lonely.
I will not miss him more than I already do.
I will miss him less.
And less.
And less.
Until he doesn't exist.
And, the Day After Tomorrow ...
That's a rillyrilly bad movie.
But you should watch it.
Just for the scene where the HeroTeens outrun the cold.
They
Outrun.
The.
Cold.
SRSLY.
*smooches*
I went to work.
I had happy hour with friends.
I drank too much (four tom collinses).
I may (or may not) have made out with a guy who I used to date, who (later that evening) may (or may not) have made out with another guy in our group who I thought was rillyrilly cute.
Except I left early.
Because I was a little drunk.
So, rillyrilly cute guy became Fair Game.
I started texting guys in my phone who I haven't texted in a longlong time.
Some of them texted back.
I watched "Despicable Me."
I went to bed.
Today ...
I woke up.
I managed to get out of bed.
I may (or may not) have been a little overhung.
I walked to the Whole Foods.
I baked cookies.
3 dozen peanut butter cookies.
Almost 5 dozen snickerdoodles.
I used my new kitchenaid standmixer.
It's red.
My new shoes arrived.
They are also red.
One dozen of the snickerdoodles cooked for too long.
They are like brickerdoodles.
I tried to take a nap.
I couldn't sleep.
I watched "Despicable Me" again.
IT'S SO FLUFFY!
I pickled carrots.
I thought about going out to eat.
But, I decided to make lemony green bean salad with feta. And pasta with pesto.
And 1 martini. Maybe 2.
I thought about this blog. And what I'm going to do with it.
And I still don't know.
I have eaten A LOT of cookies.
Tomorrow ...
I will run 10 miles.
I will eat more cookies.
I will iron many shirts.
I will have dinner and cocktails with Tomokito.
I will prepare for work.
I will not be sad.
I will not be lonely.
I will not miss him more than I already do.
I will miss him less.
And less.
And less.
Until he doesn't exist.
And, the Day After Tomorrow ...
That's a rillyrilly bad movie.
But you should watch it.
Just for the scene where the HeroTeens outrun the cold.
They
Outrun.
The.
Cold.
SRSLY.
*smooches*