Skewed Judgment

Sometimes I forget how promiscuous I've been until a ghost from my past decides to bite my ass and remind me.

I hate talking to past boyfriends/hookups/flings. More than the Disney channel and burnt cookies COMBINED.

It always happens at some grocery store or coffee shop in town, somewhere you can't leave in a hurry. So you always have that beginning hostile moment, in which you recognize the other persons presence and curse. Normally it would be followed with an awkward hello, or a smile and wave.

But no, not in my world. I don't have awkward situations. Therefore I make things brash and slightly confusing.

"Hey Jess how are you?"

"I'm fine,hows ______(insert other girl's name here)"

"Oh her...we broke up"

"How nice...I MEAN I'm sorry!"

Mental Note:FUCCCCCCCKKK MY LIIIIIIFFFFEEEEEEEEEEEEE

It's like a bad sitcom on the CW(formally known as the WB, I don't know why they changed it in the first place). Think Reba not Gossip Girl.

I can't gather my thoughts enough to finish this.

Wake me up?

Sometimes I feel like the world is on my shoulders and that the sky is falling on my head in nasty drunken chunks. 

Today, has been a rollercoaster kind of day in which I have felt completely opposite of that. I learned a ton about a family history in a few hours, was told of an awesome trip I'm going to take in a few weeks and then got to drive my future car in a shocked stupor.

What a day. I woke up thinking it would be boring and slightly awkward. Oh how wrong I was- and thank GOD for that fact.

Popping the Proverbial Cherry

What good does a dreary Sunday afternoon do for anyone? None. At all. They are always filled with depression and general ickiness that I find unacceptable.

So, with that said I decided to use today to make some big decisions and change a few things for the better.

The day started off with a bitter taste, the typical Sunday droll. I woke with a sore throat, alone, cold, the current gone. Now mind you this is TWICE that the current has done this, left without saying a word in the morning. Granted, I do know that he had work at noon but REALLY? Really Drew? It kills me when he does that. It makes me feel like he doesn't want to deal with me so he just leaves to avoid the problem. 

So after the initial wake up grumpiness, I ended up having an hour long philosophical phone call with my token diva. It changed the entire mood of the day, that one conversation. So now rather than wallowing in my own self pity and eating ice cream, I just made breakfast for James(who came over at 2:45 for some scheduled QT) and now I'm going to do my nails and dye my hair and banish these Sunday blues.

I'll probably be posting another vlog later today, because my muse is here and honestly I've been so lax about it that I don't see how on earth I'm going to get any subscribers if I don't try a bit harder to get featured and post more videos. I'm a terrible procrastinator and lose sight of my goals easily.

NOT TODAY. 

Fantastic:

Marion Cotillard

Lykke Li

Peach milkshakes

Jacob Walas

Not so Much: 

Burnt food

Overcast skies

Self help books

Ashton Kutcher