Feelin’ Ethereal
Something’s in the air. Not certain if it will be good or bad, but the sixth sense is pulsating, warning me to be ready for something. Either something really wonderful or something really tragic is on the near horizon … here’s to hoping it’s the former. I hope I meet someone fantastic at Nation tonight. Or if not fantastic, at least fuckable, because I’m worth it! The hair is looking good, the makeup’s great, and I’m not paying the phone bill so I can go out and enjoy my life (with any luck, they’ll turn the damn phone off, since it’s $60/month for no long distance and now a screwed-up voice mail). Woo hoo!!!
Going to meet SM and IKEA Boy for drinks at some point tonight, as we don’t actually want to arrive at the club before midnight (ah, the joy of having clubs open till 6 a.m.!). Am debating about whether or not to wander over to Wal-Mart to make a return so I have a couple of bucks in my pocket (had been dreaming for weeks about getting a shirt; Wobin sent me a few bucks and told me to go get it. Miraculously, it was still there last night, but when I got it home and tried it on, I saw that it made my ass look bigger! Gaah!). She just begged me to not use the money for any illegal substances. Hee hee. We’ll see. Drinks and cigarettes will come out of it, no question. And it has been more than two months since I’ve bought a pack of cigarettes. lol. The big city is corrupting me!
BTW — What do ‘yinz’ think of the new page template?