there is so much to get to in this blog, i might as well start with the bullshit at the top of my mind. let me paint a picture. i have been talking to this beautiful woman from Georgia (state not country) for the last couple of weeks. i thought we really hit it off. we're both born in January. she's a Chelsea fan. i'm a Manchester United fan. she really liked my poetry. etc. etc. well, last night she told me she loves me. i said i love you too. felt incredibly comfortable saying that as i am at the point of my life where i am fucking tired of being alone. so, i got up this morning and there was no message from her. no big deal, i'll send the good morning. she comes back that she is in pain and her phone is fucked up. ok, shit happens, sorry to hear that. she then sends me a pic that says her camera on her phone won't work unless she has an Amazon gift card. i checked all around the web, already knowing the answer, but hoping to find something where i was wrong. so, you wait until the day after i say i love you to fucking try to scam me. that pissed me off royally. now, i had mailed her a book that should arrive tomorrow along with a birthday card. i usually allow people three strikes. but, when you toy with my emotions and then try to scam me, that's such a red flag that you have to go. so yeah, that was how my day started off. just fucking lovely. but, that should give me plenty to write about for the last 8 poems needed for the book.
i tried to start the Highlander today and of course it wouldn't. i needed to go to Kroger to get some pills and whatever was on the list. the battery charger mom ordered from Amazon is supposed to be here tomorrow. i'm hoping that works or we'll have to get a new battery. joy.
Manchester United defeated Arsenal yesterday in a penalty shootout to advance to the next round of the FA Cup. between a win with just 10 men and the draw at Liverpool the week before, maybe the team finally believes in itself again.
