for fuck's sake, people!!

it. just. didn't. work.

why isn't that a good enough answer? i really don't feel like going into details with every goddamn person who wants to know when/why/how Sam and i stopped dating.

really. it's getting old.

i've begun using the "buying a car" analogy. basically, it's like test driving a 2007 Jeep- it's nice and all, but it doesn't match quite 100%.

why should i have to explain myself further? honestly, i wanted to punch this one chick i know in the face when she demanded more of an explanation, then proceeded to bad-mouth Sam. yes, it's over, but no, i'm not interested in bitching about him. that's fuckin petty. he's a nice guy. that's why i started dating him in the first place. sheesh

i guess i'm just getting tired of the questions. maybe i should get a box of business cards printed with "No, we're not together anymore. No, you don't get more information." on it

oooooh, or a shirt. "Don't Ask Questions." hrmm.... no, people here will think it's some sort of political statement.

bah.

i need to do laundry. now THERE's something worthwhile.

wow.

some fairly impressive events that have happened in the last 3 days:

-nearly got flapjack'd by a blue sedan.... AS A JOKE
-asked for my number by a cook at a local restaurant. he also gave me extra guacamole because i jokingly asked for it. kinda sweet, i think
-got dropped back at Square 1 after a fairly painful 3 am conversation. this will not be happening again.
-went to the movies, and actually had a good time.
-finished my dad's birthday card. yeah, i made it.

this wasn't supposed to be a long jot, so i consider my mission accomplished.

huzzah.

future plans:

-live in the Print Lab
-play the "what did she screw up today?" game with my Art History teacher's lectures
-not feel bad about doing what i want to do. because that's what i can do now.

currently:
reading: Tipperary by Frank Delaney
listening to: "Different Drum" as performed by Me First & The Gimme-Gimmes