Baby the skies’ll be blue
It’s been awhile. I have been… well, just doin my thang. You know – singing, working, singing, trying not to run out of money. The usual. Incredibly, I have also been remarkably happy lately, despite (or maybe because of) a few strange events.
My roommate watches a lot of X-Files. So I watch it with her, because it’s on. And I like watching things, and I would rather be in the living room than alone in my room. I had never seen it before. My sister says it’s the “Are You Afraid of the Dark” for grown-ups. I am inclined to agree. Meaning, I’ll keep watching it even though I think it’s pretty ridiculous. And while I usually don’t dig other redheads, I might have a thing for Scully.
There’s some sort of ongoing domestic dispute going on in the apartment downstairs, and a small child is in the middle of it, but I’ve never felt like I witnessed enough evidence to call the cops. Well, one time I saw them ram their cars into each other (’s cars)… I probably should have called the cops then, but there were no people harmed and they’re grownups, theoretically. In other neighborhood news, I dropped my cell phone while riding my bike and it was snatched up before I had a shred of a chance at finding it. Some guy threatened to shoot Buddy for no reason. And I get called gorgeous by old homeless men on a regular basis. I figure a little self esteem boost never hurt anybody.
I’m being considered for a temporary promotion at work, which I figure is better than no promotion at all. It’s a good first step. Something involving a pay raise would be nice, but I think that’ll come.
It’s possible that I’ll be the proud owner, and not just perpetual borrower, of my sexy ride in a few months. Namely, the beat up (my fault) 1997 Plymouth Voyager I ferry kids around in. So picture this, but dingier and with a huge dent in the passenger side door, among other scars:
…ladies.
Speaking of which, my glasses are still taped together. Apparently that is not a deterrent, but the fact that I am intimidating is. Nope, I don’t get it either. Girls are confusing. I think I’ll stick with dogs.
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