I woke up with a hangover and a man in bed beside me this morning. I won't complain about the latter, but the former sucks. I have like very vaugue memories of last night, and I've been listening to folk music since Greg left. On the bright side, he gave me his number, and we're making arrangements to get together later this week. No drinking this time though. One lost weekend is enough for right now. My stomach feels like someone ripped a hole in it. I'm just glad I brushed me teeth when I got up this morning, because he wanted to make out when he woke up, and Odin alone knows what my breath was like, based on what my mouth tasted like.
As much as I hate to admit it, Columbus is growing on me. I feel like I can find shit now. Plus, the bookstores up here are much bigger, and I like that. I just wish I had not agreed to work tonight for Dan, but I want the OT, and it's an excuse to get out of the house for a while. If only it wasn't Jonda closing. I like Jonda, but she's raggin' right now, and I don't feel like dealing with her mood swings.
Oh yeah, and I need to tattoo Drama Queen across my forehead. All the moping I did was stupid. Turns out Griff has a bf already, but they like 3-ways. But since I don't, I can safely stay uninvolved. And Brad pissed me off, so I consider him a non-possibility now.
- Tags:sex, work
- Music:"Suite Judy Blue Eyes"-CSN&Y