Allergies are really cramping my style (not really, but mostly). The weekend was marvelously beautiful...and what did this chick do about it? Nothing. She did laundry, watched a few movies from the redbox, and sat idly alone (and by alone I mean just myself and baby boy). It was a (much needed) quiet weekend. I attempted to make plans with people last Thursday, but was met with resistance. So, in lieu of
harassing calling people continuously, I just did my thang (e.g. laundry, cooking, KIND OF cleaning, watching movies after baby boy was in bed).
Now, I'm not complaining
in the least (well, that's a bit of a lie, because I AM), but I don't like
not having things to do, or people to hang out with. I'm fairly certain the highlight of my weekend was a spontaneous call from B$ around 9:15 on Sunday night asking if she could swing by. My place was a mess, but I welcomed the company.
I get slightly bummed when I find out via
shut-your-facebook that those I asked to hang out prior to the weekend had made plans with one another and excluded me. (read: smallest violin player playing the saddest song just.for.me).
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAND, I'm over it.
Guess this girl is gonna keep fakin it until I make it (or at least until I find a group of people who like me, just as I am....).
p.s. Kind of still wish I could hear from
Alaska...hmph.
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