well. today's my day off. i've been looking forward to this a long, long time... nearly every hour of my 60+ work weeks for the past month.
i planned to wake up early, clean my house, walk to kensington market and then down queen st., go to the ROM....
instead i got sick, went out drinking anyway (WHY?! stupid), and it's raining. bah.
it's not like i'll dissolve if i go out there, but this weather makes me want to curl up with a mug of hot chocolate and a book.
speaking of books, i've been cut off from reading "he's just not that into you" - apparently i was starting to rant. And perhaps it's unrealistic to expect someone to follow these simple steps (call, do what they say they're going to do, be where they say they're going to be, make you feel special) if they like you. why on earth would someone commit to liking you?
oh. i'm verging on the rant again.
i just glanced outside and two women jogged by. in the rain. i can't decide if that makes me want to get out there or stay inside.
11:43 a.m. - 2005-10-07
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