Drunk and Honest.. also pretty lame and confusing :)

Today was relatively uneventful. Went to breakfast at a local diner(around 1:30PM), and got some "breakfast."

I decided once I got home(4:45PM) that I really didn't need to go anywhere or do anything. My fish tank is clean, the dishes are done, and the laundry is washing, so I am drinking tonight, and I want to be warm, but this dining room is freezing!!!

Yesterday's thanksgiving meal went pretty well, but we planned on like 20-30 people, and only 10-13 ended up coming... We have a lot of leftovers! LOL!


I have this real deal in my head that I have all of these big plans for life, and I've really been wanting to talk to my best friend Mae for a long time, but I rarely have alone time to call her, and I am trying to make friends, so I leave the house to hang out when I can with people whose company I enjoy. But I think I will have to call her as soon as I am alone because I have very few people in my life that I trust to give me advice, and to really care about what's going on in my life. I need a tiny bit more rum...


I was thinking for a moment there that I might not post this. I know it will be extremely random and difficult to read once I am sober, but I really want to type right now. I want to feel like there is something to say, and somewhere to say it. Even if there is no one to say it to. I know it can be really annoying to other people, but something inside me wants to talk with other humans. I even enjoy just listening!!! I need more human interaction. I love people!!!


Aside from that-- it is only Friday, which I know will make the weekend seem too short by tomorrow, but I am really looking forward to being out by myself for a bit. I think I might even get up early and go to breakfast alone I think. I just need to find a place that's open by 7 or 8... totally doable.

I just wish I had someone to go with. I know my sister would go, but she went back to Iowa with my dad and grandparents. There's just something about that place. The winter out here is awful, but summer is beautiful, and the people become your family. There are just some things that grow in people, and make them the wonderful beings that they are. I can't explain it, or maybe I wouldn't be so perplexed by these things, but I am in love with a people and place that is so similarly different from what I now call home.

Your truly,
~Tivid