"You're keeping in step, in the line..."

I called what would happen today before it even happened. I felt like an overdramatic bitch for doing it, but when I was actually right, I was filled with a settling sense of absolution. I'm done getting my hopes up. It's emotionally exhausting, and I don't have time for that.

Last night was a blast. It was good to get out of the house and do something unrelated to running down to ASU or running errands. I felt very much out of place without a cigarette I could smoke while looking as blasé and jaded as possible. And I got to wear my sexy new necktie. I've missed being able to dress androgynously without feeling as though I'm under scrutiny for Trying To Make a Point of Being Different.

I need to get off the internet and get to work. I think a run on my sister’s elliptical machine would do me good, and I have some work to do for Mom. And there's always Japanese.

keichisfuuma is back from San Diego today, I heard.

Haven't done one of these in a while.

( Meme of 'fours' )