I woke up nauseous this morning. Maybe it's because of what I ate last night. Or what I didn't eat. I don't know, I can't remember whether I had dinner or not. But I do have a headache which, whether you believe me or not, is a good thing. Because I've been waking up with headaches so long and so often that if I don't wake up with one, I start to think something's out of place.
Now that the President is back in the White House (or on vacation, or whatever the hell he does these days) the traffic in midtown shouldn't be as insane anymore. Maybe I'll actually get to do things on schedule again. ******** Turkey... They weren't supposed to close at 3. Now I know I have to go to their consulate today. Pah. At least most of the tourists will be gone, though. That should make things a whole lot easier.
I'm waking up far too late for work these days. But, strangely enough, the two times I went to work late, I got out of the passport office early. Still, it isn't a risk I'm willing to take. I guess I was just really goddamned lucky both those times. Ummm... I won't wear a video game themed shirt today. I think I'll pull the Rangers jersey out of the closet. Because it's totally out of season, and I like to throw people off. My father and two of my sisters came over yesterday, and when I went downstairs to say hello, my father and I were dressed in exactly the same thing: a pair of blue jeans, a black Mets jersey and the black Mets cap. My grandparents thought that was hilarious for whatever reason.
Jesus Christ, how blind can you be? I'm so in love with you I can barely breathe sometimes. I've never tried so hard to be a part of someone's life. Even though I know I won't see you every day, I make damned sure you get something from me, so you don't feel abandoned or let down. Goddamn it. Look, I'm here for you! I'm here! My arms are opened and waiting for you! What more do I have to do to prove that I'm willing to do anything and everything for you? We could have been happy together. I could have taken care of you. I could have made sure you were comfortable, safe. Ugh. Nevermind. Nevermind it at all. Just another rant. It'll pass.
 Bleeding Apocalypse · Mon Sep 19, 2005 @ 11:40am · 4 Comments |
