Yesterday, when I was in deep thought, I took my readin’ ass to the coffee shop on the beach and read Chuck Palahniuk until Brandy called and made my day. Twenty-four hours from now, I will be sitting with her, reminiscing about high school and talking about the idiots we have dated. I love those moments with her. I remember the first time she smoked a clove and got super nauseated. The middle of the night, listening to Oasis in my room while my parents slept in the next room. I can’t wait for tomorrow. I just wish we had more time.

Tonight, I had dinner with my Little Brown Girl. We ate at the beach and she asked about J. She asked what actually happened with us. And then we saw him. And then I wanted to scream. I hadn’t seen him since the notorious break up. I hadn’t realized how beautiful he still was. I hate him for being perfect when I wasn’t ready for perfect. TNG says that makes me cruel. I think it makes me real.

LBG is doing better though. Not so much drama. She has taken up smoking again. It makes for an easy stress reliever, I guess. I just do it because I am weak.

TNG called tonight to apologize for the outburst on Sunday. He said it has taken this long to grow the balls to actually speak to me. Which is fine with me. I don’t mind. I don’t mind him acting like a fool, because everyone does it one time or another. The thing that I do mind is the residual emotion that he has from his last relationship, which causes him to act this way. At least he was able to apologize…what is comforting is that, even though neither of us has said it, it is over…and we can be friends now. And good friends, I think. I think we will have a lot of fun this way, and it helps that we won’t wonder about what would happen if we dated…which happens in all kinds of friendships.

In other news:

Jason and Shane will be here tomorrow! YAY!

Ernge has decided that the world is his toilet.

I will be wearing a bikini for the majority of this weekend.

Ricky is visiting soon.

C’s kid cried when I left today.

Bob Chuwawawawa is listening to Beam and I am not.

Jacksonville misses Spliffany.

Stuck-in-my-head Song of the Day: “Angelina”-Louis Prima