Nerves

You know me by now, if it's not something it's something else.

I want to do what I am supposed to do, but I have arguments with myself on what to do.

I really want to get more ink. It wasn't that bad this time, it didn't hurt as bad as it usually does. I have three that have to get done. Mom's bumble bee and clover, my heart on my "sleeve," and my Sevenwater's tatt that I have to explain to have it done. I want to get it done over the summer, I assume it's going to be like the left leg and should take about three sessions. Knowing me you know that I will be left with seven tattoos at that point, so I need to think of another one :) Jess's and my tattoos look great. Same tattoo but in our own styles.

I went into a salvation army store and it was close to closing, everything I tried on was at least 1 size to small. Right as I was walking to the front of the store the manager said there were a lot of empty hangers and that probably meant that people were stuffing stuff in their bags. I left my cart at the back with what I had tried on because I was pissed that I was going up another size. When I left the manager had to say something like, didn't find anything? Where I replied, "nothing fit." I added my sad face, walked to my car and got in. I fumbled with my ipod to try and get it hooked up and the manager was almost like following me and then turned around and went back to the store. Talk about fucking creepy.

I went on a date, guy got freaked because of me being me. I find it funny most of the time. Sometimes I get sad because I wasted my time on another person, but I doubt it would have went anywhere at all. He was still very bitter about his divorce and when he bitched about her, I bitched about my ex's. I lay it all on the table, I don't want anyone to think that I am hiding anything important.

I am on Plenty of Fish again. That makes me sad in a way. I wish I could get this "love" thing right.

Getting late, off to bed so I can wake up for case manager appointment.

Nighty Night ;D