so i've spent this weekend a) getting dissed and dismissed, b) dissing and dismissing, and c) gathering trinkets.
a) got blown off for the third time in a row tonight, and now i'm sitting here eating leftover edamame and my roommate's abandoned thin mints. of which i inadvertently just ate ten, and i feel ashamed. but they's so delicious.
b) i've had a lot of big, long, depressing, frustrating, life-altering discussions this weekend. i love everyone who's put up with me being frigid and whiny as shit, and sorry to everyone i met for the first time, awkwardly, while i was crying on the phone.
c) and now for the fun part, ( trinkets.Collapse )
and finally, my phone rules, because i dropped it, a piece broke off, and now it looks like this:
around 25% of the time when someone calls me, it flops closed and hangs up on them. i've temporarily solved the situation with duct tape, until the side with the electronic connections in it starts to give way, and sparks start shooting out of it and my hair catches on fire.