- Got a call from Jason this afternoon. I was supposed to be able to see him a little this past weekend; didn't happen. He and Abie are still headed out for the Beverly Hills party for NYE. Yay for them; sucks for me.
- Tonight Richie invited me up to Angeles Crest with him to take some pictures. He asked me to spend the night because we wouldn't be done until late tonight. I call half an hour ago; plans are off. Some friend's birthday. I had already made all the plans to go up. Cancelled anything remotely going on. Fucking hell. Now my plans for the evening are shot. Another night, spent at home, ALONE.
- I called Aaron to find out what's going on with the party tomorrow. There's a BIG possibility it won't be happening. How fucking super! I cancelled anything else that would be going on tomorrow and now I'm SOL. After all this hype and and bullshit, it gets thrown away because of speculation. "Well, you should have had a backup plan." Don't give me that bullshit. If there's a party, you plan on going to it, plain and simple. It's fucking New Year's Eve for fuck's sake.
- Dad is taking Rowdy to be euthanized tomorrow morning. I didn't want to be around when he took him; looks like I will now. Killing my dog on New Year's Eve is a nice gift to give your daughter.
Someone come rescue me, please. You can take me anywhere.
7:37:45 PM # Speak to Me []
I did something very stupid, yet funny today. No one is home so I have free reign over everything. We have a stereo downstairs in the kitchen and I was blow drying my hair down there. I had John Mayer in the cd player, so for the past half hour I'd been singing along in my underwear, with a hairdryer and brush. I stopped mid-song and said "Holy crap! What if someone next door sees me?" because the downstairs is open with windows and glass doors. Boy, I felt like a dork. But, did I care? lol Nope! On continued the blow drying and singing. I bet it was quite comical to watch. I'm off to find some latkis to make. I feel like potatoes today. Potatoes, olive oil and ketchup. Nummy!
1:36:34 PM # Speak to Me []
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