172. The fact that I spent around a month freaking out day and night, slowly taking my belongings home bit by bit, in anticipation of being fired around Thanksgiving. Only it's now well past Thanksgiving and two days before a big company meeting and party. And apparently I'm speaking.
173. The fact that my now definitely-ex bf says we are definitely breaking up and we are definitely not going to have sex any more.
174. The fact that even though he was lousy in bed, I still feel a pang of regret.
175. I just ate an entire pack of cooked turkey bacon.
176. Realizing that I really, truly am a living-breathing drama queen. Oh, fuck...
177. That my poor fish is dying in slow motion. He's been lying on his side for three days. But every time I come near, he waves a fin at me. I am not kidding.
Monday, December 7, 2009
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