why is this so funny

Little things that remind me of the smallness of Baltimore make me giddy. Of course a guy from the internet who I went on a boring date with would end up marrying a girl who rudely doodled on my resume during a job interview. That kind of thing happens! Once, Meagan was telling me a story about a guy her boyfriend at the time knew... And a few minutes later, we walked into the Dunkin Donuts in the sketchy shopping center by our apartment, and there was a man ordering donuts with his two sons, and he was showing his sons a picture of the guy we were just talking about. Another time, I kept seeing the same person around town, again and again. Meg, my mom and I were driving to dinner in a neighborhood I didn't usually hang out in, Harbor East, and I told Meg to give me twenty dollars if we saw this person. Ten minutes later, there he was running in the rain. Yeah Baltimore!

some wisdom from my brother

In an attempt to modify my own behavior I asked him for some help. He told me to ask myself why I'm doing what I'm doing, and what I'm looking for or hoping to find. When he told me that, I regretted calling him from the conference room with the glass walls and wished I'd gone for the one with the fogged walls. Both my brothers are good at asking me hard questions and making me think about things I don't want to. He says if I keep watching the rear view mirror, I'm going to miss what's ahead. I think he's right.

the perfect amount of Saturday morning fog

GTS

Gym, tan, stop Silvia if you think you've heard this one before. It was almost like Morrissey was ridiculing me on my way home on Monday night. (Imagine - Morrissey ridiculing someone??) I know I said goodbye to piney times months ago, even years ago! Every time has been a failure. But now it's real, and it's a good feeling.

My heart is probably turning into what the Grinch's looked like in the beginning of the story.

I can handle anyone else who would like to break personal ties with me this spring. What's one more.

Guess what's still awesome?

This song!

Secret Affair, my gold brocade dress, watching David Beckham play soccer up close, and some love from my friends is just what I needed this weekend.

come on, future

I wish I were in the future already, months from now (no, weeks), looking back at this time and laughing at how pathetic I was. Like when Meg and I laugh about falling asleep clutching someone's beer bottle. (ha!) But for now I am in it, really in it. Rodney sent me this song awhile back and I told him I didn't like because it was too sad, but now I can't stop listening to it. I wish someone else would stop listening to it. I wish I could stop caring about what they're doing! I know I don't usually curse, little blog, but fuck.

lykke li on the moon