b likes to point out guys to me who she says look like "psychotic hillbilly axe murderers" (which really just translates to - those with beard). she knows, chances are, i'll think they're hot. you know, cause i'm into that whole psycho hillbilly thing. and hey, if he can play banjo, it's on. [no, now i'm being serious.]
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i feel like dirt right now.
that's what happens after you've spent the nite drinking whatever is handed to you.
ugh.
but at 5:30 today we've rounded up a gaggle of people to play capture the flag! it will be good for all parties involved.
i'm bringing matt with me because he's been working on comps for a week, and is losing his mind. he's been living at the library or in his office, and he is super stressed out. on top of all that, he started giving therapy a few weeks ago, so he's constantly at this stuff. it will be good for him to run around and get some aggression out.
he says he's looking forward to knocking people over - even if it's not part of the game.
last nite i warned them all.
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i've got this friend who is driving me fucking crazy.
like i've said before, it's easy for me to just cut people out of my life. (though studies have shown it's been easier to cut out the ones who live mere blocks away as opposed to those who live hundreds & hundreds of miles away. go figure.) i'm aware that it's not good that i can do this, but nonetheless, it's a fact of life. if i get sick of someone's shit, i just decide to never see them again. easy as that.
so this friend has been testing me.
i find it very peculiar that someone in their mid-thirties still acts the way this person does. and it really freaked me out when she flipped out on me, and started giving me boyfriend/girlfriend lines. yeah. "communication"? "relationship"? what? are you kidding me? i don't even talk like that with my boyfriend.
in the end, in order to salvage some sort of friendship, i decided to put the kabash (i probably didn't even use that properly) on our projects together.
instead of going any further with this (cause i'm bored with it already), i'm just going to say one thing: needy people suck the life out of everything.
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ever run into an ex, and just cringe at the remembrance of things you did with them?
yeah.
it's fun.
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my name's actually not anna.
i know.
it's pretty misleading.