so, the muse more or less told me last night if i was younger and lived in a bigger city, she would have happily married me years ago. and then she went on to rehash things from our past that made her feel like shit and i of course had no reply. how do you say sorry for the 1,000th time and have it still feel original? yeah, i'm not sure either. so, apparently since i'm not perfect, a future that actually involves the muse and myself in something more than friendship probably isn't fucking possible. that was just the start of the pain. the arthritis in my let hip decided sometime while i was doing dishes last night that it was going to be the star of the show from now on. it basically has felt that i have been walking with one leg longer than the other. just fucking wonderful. then i did the grocery shopping today. i texted mom to ask her a question. she of course was nowhere near her phone so i never got a response until i was driving home. the lady in front of me at Kroger was running a fucking scam that the cashier fell for. that pissed me off, not that she was running the scam, but that it took 20 minutes longer than it needed to. and then i had to bag my own groceries, which i don't mind. of course, the cashier helped and she fucked up one of the body washes i got, so that bottle is half empty now. joy. a truck nearly ran me off the road on the way home. joy. a lady didn't know how to make a left hand turn, so that almost got me into a fucking accident. i swear, when life gives me lemons, someone else makes sure to piss on them as well. so, i'm really hoping for the ice to work tonight and maybe i'll get more than 3 hours of sleep.
the Yankees won both games of the doubleheader yesterday in Boston. first time they have done that there since 2006. they are currently in a rain delay for tonight's game.
