I wish California was more friendly.
And my job didn’t blow so much.
And I didn’t live in a house with a dog who refuses to go outside to use the bathroom.
And I had more than $75 in my bank account most days.
Jesus Fucking Christ I got like 90 reblogs on a picture from when I went to the rodeo in Reno.
Am I famous yet?
wow tumblr, I’m sorry its been so long.
It feels good to be back though, like breaking up and then you agree to hang out again and its like nothing every changed.
I thought my roommates were going to San Francisco this weekend and I was going to have the house to myself…but its next weekend. Boo.
I was waiting for them to peace out so I could hang out in my jammies all day and wash the car and make pancakes. Oh well.
I’m going to take my new bike out for a ride, get a library card, and maybe hit up the beach with a book if I find something decent.
I’m sad. I miss my friends.
I bought a bike today though and am supposed to go hiking Sunday so hopefully this weekend helps me out.
I’m a psycho. I contacted a couple people on craigslist about being friends. Because I’m basically that desperate to make friends.
Also work has sucked lately. I feel invisible and not qualified enough sometimes. I also make shit for money.
I did have a good time in San Francisco though.
I miss my friends back home and my family and my clean apartment and my own bathroom and my kitties and my boy.