Weekend

I finally managed to get some action. It only took 9 months. That's sad. Or it's proof of just how picky I am. No one new, just an old standby. Is that rude?

I am doing nothing this weekend. I have a meeting at work today (genius, isn't it, to schedule mandatory meetings the Friday of a holiday weekend?), but other than that, I have nothing planned. There's some chores I should do, and I will if I feel like it. I'm still broke and unemployed, so there's not much I can do on that sort of budget. I also just paid the rent, which has wiped me out for a few weeks. I might paint this weekend. I haven't touched the portrait all week. In fact, I covered it up the other day so I wouldn't even have to look at it. Maybe that will give me a new perspective when I do work on it again.

I found out that Ginger is going out telling people that I hate her. Nice. I suppose she has a talent for bending the truth and twisting my words so that she becomes the victim. Oh well. She can do whatever she wants. I have little to no desire to hang out with her. I help her and then I become a bad guy. That's the MO.

It has been really hot here lately. Even out at the beach, where there is usually some sort of breeze. Just walking around yesterday made me sweaty. I'm not into it. And not every place has AC. The mall is outdoors. My house is ok, as long as I'm not already sweating. I'm definitely not used to this anymore. I had ice cream yesterday and I was very nice. I had to eat fast before it melted, though.

I think I'm going to paint my fingernails black today. I think it looks cool. And supposedly it's really in style right now. Yeah, I'm hip. That's all for now. Tell me when you get the package.