Steady As She Goes

It's so dark ouside, its been raining all day. I cannot say that rain contributes to motivation.

But The Racontoeurs help a little with that. I mean, its June, and Death Cab seems a little out of season.

Going to Chicago on friday. Maybe a doctor's appointment tomorrow. I Really don't want to go to the doctor. I don't want to find out if there's anything wrong with me. But I should go, I haven't had my period in three months. I'm chalking it up to stress. I haven't lost as much weight as I would have liked, and I think that's stress too. Funny how stress can act like pregnancy when it wants to. Other than that I feel fine. I know it's not pregnancy, but I still feel slightly paranoid. I'd make a trip to planned parenthood as soon as I heard. There's just NO WAY I can handle a needy human being that screams to get its point accross. I'm having enough trouble with my twenty year old friends who act like that. And as selfish as it sounds, I'm not ruining my body for something that I'm going to give away anyway. Don't even get me started on the system.

I've come to the conclusion that as fun as it is to want somebody, I really don't want anybody. I thought I wanted Rob but I'm so far in the friend zone, I can't even see the exit from that whole...situation. Kenny...I think if something were to happen with him, it would have happened by now.

Not to mention that Chicago is in two days and nobody's gotten their shit together so I can get my shit together. There's reservations to be made, tickets to be bought, clothes to pack, laundry to do...oi me.

Now playing: "Pardon Me" - String Quartet Tribute to Incubus