Yeah, so anyway...

[melcreada]

I am a total dork/idiot/masochist because:

- I cannot color my own hair for shit (lots of gray hairs still poking through...and the color is such a lovely one: blue-black).
- We went clubbing downtown last night and I turned down an offer to dance (it's not like I get a lot of guys asking me to boogie).
- I am reading (oh, the shame!) He's Just Not That Into You and, according to the authors, no guy I have ever dated, loved, or lived with has really been into me. Thus, I spent Friday night wrapped in my comforter, crying because of my wasted romantic life.

Aw, geez. This is embarrassing. I'm gonna go do...something else.

As a side note, I really liked going downtown, with all the trees along the Riverwalk lit up for Christmas and posada candles lining the actual walkway. The clubs were nice, too: one swanky and one very rowdy/fun.

Comments

[dgrequiem.livejournal.com]

*blinks* Did you break up with JP? I'm pretty sure I would have noticed that if you wrote anything about it... Right. Well, assuming you didn't, you're happy now, so who cares about the past and anyway, people who write books know a lot about books and rarely know all that much about life. That's why I stick to fiction.

[joseishijin.livejournal.com]

Word, Gwen. I think I was just having a pity party. >_