ugh

I know that lately my posts on here have been kind of pissy and depressing, but I don't care. I'm not happy all the time.

The latest thing that's been bothering me: friends.

We hang out with Ethan's friends often, and a vast majority of them have girlfriends/fiances. Not bad. Here's what gets me: I'm the new comer/outcast. I don't know them. They don't talk to me, and when they do, it's for brief moments before they turn to someone else, as if to not have to talk to me anymore. It bothers me for a couple reasons: first-if they took some time to actually talk to me, they'd realize that I'm alot like them, except that I'm not skinny, tan, stylish, or heavily made up. I'm alot of fun, I'm intelligent, and dammit-I'm fucking funny. It pisses me off.

The only one of the girls that actually talks to me voluntarily, and for extended lengths of time is Stacey, and she's the one that no one (especially the girls, it seems) likes. So, yeah, not cool.

Other friends. I miss mine, I hate that I don't get to see my girls more often. It makes me very homesick, and sad.

I think that's it for now. I'm feeling kind of dark and rage-y tonight. I think I'll read for a while, and snuggle with one of the buns.

later all
tori

"...cat like thief she stole air from my lungs..."

vacations galore

it's been a busy past couple weeks here in my world.

last week, we went up to Elk Lake/Torch Lake to go camping for the weekend. It was fun, there were alot of us, and we camped, grilled, went out on the lakes, relaxed, took some trips to the ER....you know, typical camping stuff. (Don't worry, all the people who went to the ER are alright-one had pink eye, one had stitches, the other had to get some antibiotics and pain killers. We're all good.)

We got home Sunday, I worked Monday, then Tuesday morning, I went to Chicago to see my sis and the kids. I got back this afternoon, and I've got to work tomorrow and Saturday. Ethan's working Saturday night, then he's going fishing with one of his buddies on Sunday.

Anyhow. I need to wash my water bottle out, and relax for a while before going to bed.

Reading: "Gimp" by Mark Zupan, and some other book I can't think of at the moment.

later all
tori