bird in hand

lolololol always fun when a former employee/friend comes in, stares at you relentlessly, grabs you as you're trying to serve tables, comes behind the counter, and then whines "are you not gonna talk to me??" as you try to coordinate a ride home for them before the bartender literally throws them out the door. loving my job loving life

i don't use this space as much as i used to but i'm glad i never deleted it because u never know when yr gonna need to pull out rv*vr receipts

for MY birthday i want an amazon echo so i can feel like i’m finally in the episode of black mirror i was always meant to live in

i asked my terrible sunshine ray of a boyfriend what he wanted for his birthday and he kissed me and said "i have everything i want already"

the sweetest couple came over today to meet my current foster kitty, and they were so, so nice and patient with him, and about twenty minutes after they left i got a text saying they loved him and would like to adopt. i was talking to one of them and i said, well, he’s very sweet, he’s just - you know, he’s a traumababy and he’s going to need time, you know, and she was immediately like “yeah! you just need time to feel safe, without anybody touching you or bothering you or demanding anything from you, and then you can start to be yourself.” like, shit. i honestly cannot imagine better humans to hand this cat off to.

and remember the fish?? he's doing great and also i've gotten myself sucked into aquariums as like.... a thing. i started my first planted tank today with a 10 gallon. i'd post picture but it looks like shit. i have high hopes for it after i add more plants and hardscape and give it some time to grow, though.

i always get real goddamn weird and self-destructive and indescribably unhappy around this time of year - happy traumaversaries to me! but this year i have actual responsibilities, and a boyfriend, and have been incredibly happy and well-functioning for the past few months so the sudden nose dive in my productivity and mood is very, very obvious. i am trying my best to resist the urge to lie on my couch in the dark all day but also i spent the entirety of today lying on the couch in the dark. my best is admittedly not very good.

do you all remember the busboy? got me pregnant and then dipped the fuck out after stringing me along for a stressful and confusing and absolutely terrifying couple of months? that guy? he now lives in hawaii with his girlfriend and their new baby. i know the universe is unjust and uncaring and he’ll probably get divorced and die of alcohol-related diseases before he’s forty - one can only hope - but like, fuck. fuck!