silver4's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- always play i know, i've already written enough today. i looked at my phone yesterday and i saw that i had taken a picture of the sidewalk when i was drunkenly wandering the other night. if i knew how to post pictures on here, i would, but i'm a lazy bum and i don't try to figure that stuff out. anyways, someone had written in the sidewalk obviously before the material had hardened, "whatever you do.... play." and i found that to be a wonderful sight apparently at 2 in the morning. when i saw the picture in my phone, at first i was like WTF?? but then i vaguely remembered the focus that i had on taking the picture of it. i have no idea where i was, i have no idea of the cross streets. i sort of wish i did though. hm. oh shit i just remembered that i have to call a patient who i scheduled for friday without telling him. ugh. meh, i'll text him in the morning. i talked to R a little bit, i caved and asked him about the rest of his weekend when i saw him online. i guess i just feel really embarrassed when i get crazy drunk and yell etc. it's a touchy subject for me with him, only with him, because stuff about that made us not talk for a month or so, however long it was. but i think we are clear again, i just will not address the other night at all unless he brings it up. i sort of feel better because one of my friends got super sick drunk the following night (when i was a little too hungover to go out), so it sort of balances out (even though i didn't vomit everywhere like she apparently did), as he took care of her as well. he's a good guy. he just has that extra thing about him that makes me weak. it's still so damn cold in my apartment. my dad called and asked if it was cold and rainy here, and if it was going to be as so when he gets here on the weekend. and i said yep. i'm pretty sure it was rainy when he came around for my last birthday or so. the weather in the city is whatever it wants to be. i just make sure i have a sweater or whatever and roll with the punches. the funny thing is that we all still go out in our little dresses out to the club completely disregarding the cold, yet here i am in layers and with my heater oscillating, praying for he warmth to kick in. i like how that works. 8:01 p.m. - 2010-01-18 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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