Bree!

No, really. It does.

I just hate that the world is not set up for single people everything in booked in pairs.

I  looked into booking a reservation for resturant week, I couldnt minimum reservation party number was 2.

All vacation packages are based on double occupancy.

Food that is good for you is usually huge, and you either get sick of it, or it goes to waste before you finish.

Taxes, are higher when you are single, than if you are married and or have children.

Studio and one bedroom apartments are significantly more expensive per square foot than 2 bedrooms.

Buy one get one free… that does a single person A HELL OF ALOT OF GOOD.

Mostly becasue noting exciting has happened. Ive been doing reading for school and reading for my paper, and homework in statistics, and well playing with my new computer.

I was hoping to go to thest. pat’s day
parade. But I didn’t end up going becasue I didnt want to go alone.

Ive kinda hit a wall of not going to bother planning anything anymore, cuz st. pats, a battlestar party, and dinner with some peeps, no one was around. Just too depressing. So instead I will just keep doing homework, and I will focus on solo adventures. Like museums and movies.

Im just annoyed becasue people expect me to be available, and they never are.

my ute is about to fall out and climb back in to only be vomitted out in hunks

my uterus is growing a beard, wearing a berret, wearing a Che t shirt  and calling for revolution Rwanda style

my ute has re-establish itself with its boxing title of “the bloody avenger”

Lesson learned over the weekend….

Instructing 7 people on how to use a firearm and range safety…

Carrying a machete in your car….

Driving  in a "terrible snow squall"….

picking up a 6’4 180 lbs man and tossing him in the car….

Hitting a 5 inch paper plate at 25 yards with a winchester lever action repeating rifle  within 5 seconds of picking it up…

buying your own valentines candy …

Signing up for welding classes…

Having a pilots license….

apparently makes me a Bad Ass,

and guys don’t make passes at girl bad asses…

they flirt with the tiny, high heel wearing, scared of guns, and driving in bad weather girls who call me awesome.

oh yeah and data anylysis is dry and kinda dull

things I did today.

1. paid car loan

2. paid credit card.

3. paid off insurance so I dont have to think of it till late april

4. mailed gas bill

5. gathers 25 papers on Jstor about Urban Indian Health Services

6. Printed off  the 100 paged of reading for class.

7. skim all of them

9. Work from 9-5

10. got gas

11. had dinner with ryan.

12. put away rest of clothes.

13. more fun with class notes organizing

14. picked up dry cleaning

15. cleaned toilet

16. decided to just send my parents out for dinner as a b day present to my dad

17. tried to figure out the best time to go to canada this summer for renew of band card and failed. August??

18. took out trash.

19. clipped nails.

20. checked mail.

Didnt really do anything. Again. Dammit.

20.

so I didn’t get that interview that I wanted for my Masters thesis.

I did finish up some home work.

got an oil change.

Ferris is clean. I can actually see the true color of the carpet in all the foot wells in the interior, and I cleaned his outside too. Man, Ferris was disgusting.

I went to costco.

I went to Kappys.

I went to dress barn.

I did laundry.

I hung up most of it.

I cleaned my tub.

I changed my sheets.

I rotated my mattress.

I swept under my bed.

I made pulled pork in my crockpot.

I started finished my taxes.

I started using quicken to track my expenses do I don’t end up always broke.

I holepunched and organized my noted.

I worked on my calender for march.

Called mom and dad.

took a bath to help relax my back.

But I didnt do anything today.

With the added stress of classes being more demanding (and having more whining in them) this semester. And Mouses moving to Mondays. And just freaking stressed out by personal interactions with people. And worried about stepping on toes and pissing people off and the blah blah blah of everything. As well as work becoming more demanding, and the need to meet more people, becasue I’m tired of friends with no time or being the only single person, or just being judged in general. And my medical problems. I am going underground a little while. I will be still posting on my blog. And still updating flickr. And occasionally updating facebook. But in the flesh Im withdrawing. I kinda give up. I need to do well in my career and in grad school and I have never been socially functional in alot of things and its something I want to ignore for now…

If you need me… call or email. Otherwise Ill prolly see in eventually.

Just as predicted. With the exception of getting a little more sleep and getting mroe homwork done than I thought. Yay!
I love it when a plan comes together.

I got to see Sato! Woooo! He wants to Torment V with me! wooo!

He payed for dinner! Woooooo! We had beer! We had BBQ! We sucked at playing trivia! It was really good to see him again.

Class is canceled tonight.

Friday

5-6 pm @work

6:30-8 dinner and reading fun things

8-10 Homework

10-11 BSG!!!

11-12 homework

12 Bed

Saturday

7:30 pissed off Im up on a saturday morning

8:15 leaving for class.

9- 4 Class at U Mass about Journalism and Politics

4-6 Costco

6-7 Dinner

7-10 Homework

10-11 Hot bath.

11 Bed and pissed off I am in bed before midnight on a saturday

Sunday

7:30 Pissed off again that I am up before noon

8:15 Leave for class

9-2 Class at U Mass

3- Pick Sato up at airport

3:30-12 Fun with Sato!!

12:30 Bed

Monday

7:45 up and wondering where my weekend went.

not the bad days, its the good days that get you. When you are at the bottom of a swing you really just cope and evenutally things start to get better. Its the down swing that kills.

Or maybe its the oscillation.

I spent the entire day in bed. Yesterday I slept in as long as I could. I drove V to pick up her car. I went shooting. I watched some battlestar. Its amazing to me that the most depressing show makes me feel better.

I also realized that before I dated duncan I was a badass. I miss being a badass.