having issues
Oct. 10th, 2005 03:11 pmI've not had the best day.
It kind of started last night when I didn't really want to go out in
the first place and ended up staying out a lot later than I
intended. It started out as all fun and I met someone new who is hilarious.
I don't think I said three sentences last night because I was laughing
so hard and I didn't want to "get in the way" because the guy was on a
roll.
Then I talk to the French guy and say too much. The problem is that he's too nosy and I don't lie. So he keeps digging for answers no matter how much I try and dance around his questions. And now I've said too much. I have this horrible feeling that it's not going to turn out well. I knew I should have left earlier, but no, I got talked into one more hour and it pretty much ruined the whole night for me. I really need to start listening to those nagging voices that say, "Get out now."
Whatever, now I'm in a bitchy mood because I stood at the bus stop for 15 minutes waiting for the stupid bus down wind of a truck just spewing exhaust. I feel like I spent the time with my lips around the exhaust pipe itself just sucking it out of the truck. So I finally got fed up and moved the block ahead to the next bus stop to just get out of the private cloud of smog surrounding this stupid truck. I'm not half way there when the bus flies by and I've missed the fucker. So I had to wait another 10 minutes for the goddammed next bus. And I still feel kind of sick from the exhaust.
Then I talk to the French guy and say too much. The problem is that he's too nosy and I don't lie. So he keeps digging for answers no matter how much I try and dance around his questions. And now I've said too much. I have this horrible feeling that it's not going to turn out well. I knew I should have left earlier, but no, I got talked into one more hour and it pretty much ruined the whole night for me. I really need to start listening to those nagging voices that say, "Get out now."
Whatever, now I'm in a bitchy mood because I stood at the bus stop for 15 minutes waiting for the stupid bus down wind of a truck just spewing exhaust. I feel like I spent the time with my lips around the exhaust pipe itself just sucking it out of the truck. So I finally got fed up and moved the block ahead to the next bus stop to just get out of the private cloud of smog surrounding this stupid truck. I'm not half way there when the bus flies by and I've missed the fucker. So I had to wait another 10 minutes for the goddammed next bus. And I still feel kind of sick from the exhaust.