My sister and my boyfriend are awesome. Sometimes you need people to tell you everything is going to be ok, after you tell them the problem. Louie thinks it would be best to write about it, because it is actually funny, but I am of the ‘crawl under a rock, get drunk and eat pizza, wait 2 years, then write about it school’. His way is probably healthier, the ‘write about it, get it off your chest and then forget about it school’* but no one has ever accused me of being healthy.**
Since I have a few years to wait for that entry, I guess I should talk about something else. Instead of just coming here every day and giving you a fake entry.
This morning (because hurray! the insomnia is back!) I woke up 30 minutes before my alarm, and wondered, should I get up now and use this time for good, or should I hide under the covers and use this time for sad thoughts. Sad thoughts!
I’ve been doing research about query-ing (I guess I should figure out how to spell that…..) magazines because I believe I have two dope stories that magazine readers will just die for!*** I like it when they say, we’re so busy, don’t bother, all our writers are brilliant and we don’t need you. Because that gives me a challenge! And I love a challenge! I am always up for a challenge!****
Man, I should have used my extra time this morning for good, not for sad thoughts. I need to get going!*****
*Wouldn’t it be awesome if there were two schools with these names!
**I was accused of being healthy while training for the marathon, truth be told.
***Imagine me standing in a black dress slurring with a martini glass that keeps spilling on your shoes and you’ll get the picture here.
****I’m never up for a challenge! That was a complete and total lie!
*****Seriously, what is up with the exclamation points?