tuesday morning: some decision, some dread

today i feel: happy
today i'm hearing: the tree outside my room
today i'm thinking: maybe stable isn't so bad after all?

I have never had a duller cue-to-cue than the cue-to-cue I had yesterday. There were even two shows! Two different sets of responsibilities! And it was still dull! Today, I'm bringing Slaves, Salt, Sex, and Mr Crenshaw to brighten the situation. That's called ironic!

Chelsea's da hates me. Hates me. I got the death glare so many times on Sunday. We took a day trip to J-ville to check out her old stomping grounds. Quiet town. Totally unprepared for the madness that is Kiri Palm, but an all-right place. I like her kitty. She is cute. But her da hates me. It's hillarious. He flipped a shit when I said that I was hoping Harry Potter would die in Deathly Hollows. And refused to listen to my reasoning. Again: hillarious.

I had a really incredible weekend. And I re-met this really incredible bloke. And I like him. I like him a lot. And the strangest feeling of contentedness has come over me in the past couple of days, this resolve, this decisiveness that things are going to be all-right and I'm going to be all-right, God forbid, and it's wonderful. It's promising. And I'm hanging onto it for as long as I possibly can. It's been a very long time since I've felt some sort of definite direction to my life. Not saying we're getting married or anything, but I'm seeing things a bit clearer than I have been. I'm seeing some answers to things that I've been having a hard time with and that's a good thing. That's a great thing. I could do with answers right now. It's good to know where to start.

And that was my smutty nonsense for the day. And now I'm going to work. This will undoubtedly be dull.