Home Alone

The title refers to my current situation, not the movie. My honey is in San Diego for work this week, dropped him off at the airport before I had to go to work Monday and I'll pick him up after work on Friday. Neither one of us are good about being apart from each other. I should be spending this time wisely, catching up on art projects and such but I feel kind of depressed and just don't really feel creative. I hate that I'm so co-dependent. My 15 year old self would kick my ass.

I ended up getting a new car to replace my other car... which I still had considered "new" since it really was brand new 10 months ago. I had an '09 Nissan Sentra and replaced it with a '10 Nissan Sentra. The new(est) one has more bells and whistles and I had to start over my loan and put down another two grand out-of-pocket. There goes the tax refund that I had intended on using for *practical* things such as more tattoos and a palm tree for the front yard. The car is pretty sweet though and I guess things could've turned out worse.

My best friend from high school just had a baby. Her baby's daddy is now in jail and from what I gather, it seems that her and the offspring will be better off for it. It makes me wonder how people get in that situation, she used to be so self confident and carefree... then I hear her dude beats on her, even when she's pregnant with his child. Really, how does that happen? I have lived so far away and we've fallen out of regular contact so I only heard things were bad through her sister via facebook. How sad. Even if I were close by, I severely doubt I could've made any difference to the situation. I sent her a bunch of baby stuff from Target and wish her the best!

Another irritation: I can't find a McDonald's that has Shamrock Shakes in SC. LAME! I was craving one around lunchtime today when I was working on a project and realized the color I was using is similar to Shamrock shake color. I then realized St Patrick's Day is tomorrow so I figured I could stop by our local Mickey-D's, ask for a small Shamrock shake with my Happy Meal and be on my way. The woman at the drive-thru wasn't familiar with my request. At least my meal came with an R2D2 keychain.

Car SMASH 2010!

My car got smashed up last weekend. Not my fault. It had 9 miles on it when I bought it last May. No major injuries, mostly just a pain trying to get the other person's insurance company to ante up and take care of the problem. I'm in a crappy rental car right now - at least I got the option I suppose - and my car is at the dealership's bodyshop, waiting to be appraised for damages. More on this, with pictures, later.

i'ma be living that good life

yeah, I haven't written in awhile - forgot about this thing - as with most things, so very typical of me. things are... fine. i wake up, begrudgingly, i go to work, i come home, i make dinner, watch tv and/or waste time or work on the computer, go to bed, and repeat. i find myself being really lazy. there's this HUGE clothes-monster in the corner of our room and i just keep on stepping over it or wading through it. i created it. it's completely due to my lack of hanging-things-back-up-after-trying-them-on issue and having no motivation to put away laundry after its been removed from the dryer. i fold the clothes, then they sit in a basket until they get all wrinkled from being rummaged through. i mean, it's ridiculous. why can't i just grow up and keep my room clean, make the bed, do the dishes every day, go to bed at a reasonable hour, get up when the alarm clock goes off, etc? i'm disgusted with myself.

anyway, my mom called me last weekend. my parents and i don't really talk much, every couple of weeks or so i suppose, and she said that her and my dad may be visiting at the end of april. this is a big deal because we've only lived in charleston for over a year and it took 7 years to get them to visit the last town i'd been living in. granted, the weather and touristy prospects are better here and they actually like this boyfriend but still i'm rather shocked that they're entertaining my invitation this early in the game. the bf's parents live about 100 miles away and we've seen them plenty so i guess it's time for a dose of my parents.

i wonder if i'll be a parent eventually; i've been kind of pondering the idea more so lately than usual, must be that damn biological clock that everyone likes to warn me about. i'm fairly content with how things are and i'm so absent-minded; i'm a bit concerned about how i'd do with the parenting thing but i know there are those whom are far worse off in that department than i am so... wow, i'm kind of super-wandering-random-indecisive-minded this evening. again, par for the course though. money is always a concern. i don't make much and though i have insurance, i don't know what it entails. i do know that kids are suckers of time, energy, and money... am i selfless enough to want to provide? probably. i've been a bit bored and the bf's sister just had a a kid, my friend had a kid recently, a girl at work is preggo, so baby talk is all the rage right now. and what kind of world would i be bringing a child into? all of these unanswerable questions are irritating.

i'm still waiting for that day when i feel like i'm an "Adult". right now, i'm legal to drink yet still just a big kid with a debit card.