amelia (mmmbopthis) wrote,
amelia
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Here, Diane, you can have my dream - I dreamt I met that crazy TV chef Emeril.

Done with the week of hell. Okay, this time, it wasn't hell - Bryon kept me sane. All those drugs in my body - it's kind of a surreal experience. Definately not something I wish to repeat in the near future, but I guess it's gotta be done.

I spent the afternoon doing errands with Kathy, and then Tim called and said that him and Alyssa were on their way from Portland. I was afraid I had missed them last night! I didn't want to ruin Kathy's Mother's Day plans, but she said to just go out with Tim and Alyssa tonight. I felt bad, I had kind of made plans with both of them, you know? But I haven't even met Alyssa yet, so I rearranged things. And Kathy is so sweet, she just told me to go out with them tonight and then if I wanted to come over later to her place or she can just pick me up in the morning. I love her. Shopping with her is a trip...haha...she's a lot like my mom, the whole going down every aisle thing.

I just don't want to end up hurting anyone, you know? I need to stop with the "what if's" and the over analyzation, but I can't help but make sure all my ducks are in a row if something drastic should happen. And I know that it is a very real possibility. It's hard to think that way, but it's gotta be done. It's just...gah. I have a lot of things I want to say, but I don't want to sound all dramatic and crap, so I won't even bother right now...
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