Sunday, May 07, 2006

Corcovado parted the sky

This weekend was eventful. On Friday after 5, people from work went to a bar around the corner to celebrate Cinco De Mayo. I declined to join and went home and met up with Adrienne. Then, we went to WaWa and had drinks, watched shaun of the dead, and Adri and Al came over to make drinks. I spilled several things multiple times, all over the carpet. In true Liz fashion. On Saturday, Gavin came down and we went to the 89th annual flower festival. I bought an awesome ring, we got our faces painted, we climbed the washington memorial, defaced it, got yelled at by a crazy woman, and bought some organic soap. The festival was awesome but it was still early so we grabbed the bus and went downtown and sat on the water and fed some ducks and a baby. It was very pretty and I got some nice sun. After that, we got awesome sushi and came home and did what we should have done that morning. We got high. We got high on the roof. We got high in my room. We rolled a joint and walked to the park and basked in the setting sun and got high. Then after a nice scenic walk around Charles Village, we came back and passed out. He left around 11 and I guess I could have gone out after that but I didnt really have it in me. These attempts to keep myself distracted are very fun and I'm glad I'm doing them but I wish I could enjoy them as much as possible. I'm grateful for Adrienne because seeing my feelings mirrored in her is very comforting and makes me feel like I'm not completely insane. I am picking up my car either Tuesday or Thursday and then that's it. Thank you Jesus, I am leaving Baltimore and never again speaking to anyone who associates themselves with that awful place again. I have to keep reminding myself that in order to overcome the bad and experience the good, you have to trudge your way through the bad first. These feelings suck and are still what I consider the worst in the world but that's life and before I know it, he really will mean less than nothing to me. I can't wait until I don't care if I ever speak to that asshole again. Woohoo

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