moving on

another ridiculous day at work, i mean, this is becoming a really bad habit... not pausing to eat or drink even though i brought in yogurt for lunch... more and more i am ready for a change, though it'll take some figuring (dollas) to get that done and i don't plan on breaking the lease here unless some millionaire wants to adopt me (maybe the millionaires don't know i'm available for adoption... do let them know, won't you?... ah, i remember when i made my first million... meanwhile, back in the current incarnation)... i really do need to get more sensible with money, especially now that i'm covering this place by myself... never will learn to give less or stop asking for too much i suppose, but even if that keeps me alone forever, i wouldn't want to be any other way... got to be happy with yourself first or you will never be happy with someone else, no matter who they might be...

not even mila kunis?...

laughter cures everything... and a busy weekend ahead (don't know when i'll find time to actually clean this place up and make it presentable to a guest, but then... what?)... turning up the exercise and hopefully, energy level... been coasting a while now... living alone will help be get back to my own natural equilibrium... softball tomorrow night, a double header saturday morning, two hours of practice saturday evening, cards saturday night, and another game sunday... until i find someone else to share more, i'll just get busy enjoying myself doing what i enjoy doing...

missing jackson and happiness (yeah, a little too much, i know, but hey, i did adopt them and went suddenly to living alone so it's understandable... at least i think it's understandable, but then, i've been known to be misunderstood a lot in this life)... actually i am surprised she isn't texting more (i mean, she's a texting fiend always texting when we went out no matter where we were... oh, does that tell me something about me?... shudup) or calling more (especially tonight for some jacksonville support as they are playing new england and everybody where she lives now are new england fans... guess she doesn't need the support... or doesn't want it from me (ouch, don't do that fool)... ah, but seriously, 1600+ miles, built-in friends, and a romance does separate even the best of friends and it's time to leave my imagination behind and stop fooling myself (or dreaming, aye?) and deal with reality (booo, reality sucks, where's the one who really gets me and my raspberries?... oh, nevermind)...

yummy night anyway, hope yours is too :}