Sugar Low

i had fun last night. yes, i realize that's startling. i went to see kiki's delivery service with the boy and his friend. we went for dinner before that and i honestly didn't know how it was going to go. she used to work with him and i didn't know how she would feel hanging out with us...

however dinner was great. we took turns impressing each other with our sarcasm. it was fun and it wasn't uncomfortable at all. it was nice because i really like her and wouldn't mind spending more time with her in the future, with or without the boy. really.

i joked with her about how i missed chaplin. i was making fun of how horrible the end was but she understood. it's kind of embarassing how attached i still am to that fuzzball's memory. she invited me over for a movie night sometime to hang out with her cats. in girl-speak doesn't that mean i'm in?

i don't know. my brain is fried. i stayed out far too late last night and had too much to drink. i got too little sleep and had too much sugar. i was thinking of preparing for my class tomorrow but i really doubt that i'm going to do that now. i was feeling motivated but there are co-workers around who badly want to interfere with my motivation.

and my diary entry. sorry if this read like a bad e-mail. i'm doin' the best i can with what i got today.