I really need to make some new friends.
Or some friends, anyway.
Bobby picked up Derek at 2:30 today. Since he left, I've watched several episodes of Dr Who and I wasted a couple of hours at Last Chance. I don't even like Last Chance anymore. I walked away with two bras and a pair of earrings I'll probably never wear. As for Dr Who, I'm not sure if I like the show or not ... it's just something to watch ... over and over and over again ... it's a little weird and kind of fun, but I don't really care what happens or anything.
I've been alone for more than six hours. I have no one to talk to, no one to call and say "hey, let's catch a movie or go to the mall." I'm bored.
Tonight was the first time I've ever gotten a bra at Last Chance. I've been going there for years and years--since I was in high school--and I've gotten shoes and shirts and handbags and lots and lots of jeans and dresses and even underpants and jewelry and children's toys, but I've never picked up a bra before. I'm not sure why. They only cost $3 per ... and they're good bras ... and I haven't had a new bra in over three years, maybe even more four years.
So, this is the mundane tomfoolery that I have no one to bore with.
No one to shop with me.
I'm bored and desperate for someone to talk to.
Tonight was the first time I've ever gotten a bra at Last Chance. I've been going there for years and years--since I was in high school--and I've gotten shoes and shirts and handbags and lots and lots of jeans and dresses and even underpants and jewelry and children's toys, but I've never picked up a bra before. I'm not sure why. They only cost $3 per ... and they're good bras ... and I haven't had a new bra in over three years, maybe even more four years.
So, this is the mundane tomfoolery that I have no one to bore with.
No one to shop with me.
I'm bored and desperate for someone to talk to.