Spent my days with a woman unkind,
Smoked my stuff and drank all my wine.
Made up my mind to make a new start,
Going To California with an aching in my heart.
Someone told me there's a girl out there
with love in her eyes and flowers in her hair.
Kitty keeps stalling. Why must we play these games? Why mustn't I ever meet a straightforward woman who's interested in me? If she can't say no, or she isn't sure she wanted to say 'yes', then fuck her. I don't need to take that kind of shit.
But maybe I'm overreacting. Who knows? I'll find out sooner or later.
Cute Transfer from Chicago claims she called me sometime this week. I've ceased being interested. She's catty (in a bad way) and hypercritical of everything. She would just annoy the hell out of me, I think.
In other news, I'm done. I have to assemble a bibliography and change some chapter headings on Sunday. Then, it's into the Don's mailbox Monday morning.
Huzzah.
Now I have all the time in the world to fixate on women who piss me off.
~Halcyondream~
i think i've got thesis post-partem depression