Ok, so my telephone is a complete POS. Its battery went dead this weekend when I was home, so I put it on the charger and after about two minutes it started ringing to alert me that I had some new voice messages. Well I waited for a while before I listened to them so the phone wouldn't go dead on me, and then I deleted them.
Well fucking shit phone still kept ringing. At first it was every five minutes or so, and then there were a few ten minutes pauses, and then the shit hit the fan. Fuckin shit!!! Yeah. My phone rang every THIRTY SECONDS. Only one ring! Sometimes it would be so close together it was like two rings. That made Anne VERY angry. So, instead of throwing the phone against the wall like I really wanted to do, I picked it up and recorded myself a new message. I listened to my old one, which was totally hilarious because Anne and messages don't go too well together... I get a little forgetful and lose my train of thought and always end up leaving/having really funny messages. The one I recorded today was also very funny, but I listened to it again, and it sounded cute!!
I sounded cute!!! How exciting!!
So I had a pretty damn good weekend overall. I thought I changed, and shit, ya know, but it relieves me ever so to find I'm still the same lil bitch I was last summer. I dont know why that makes me feel good, it just does. It makes it easier for me to be happy with myself. I knew who I was then. And if I'm still her, deep down inside, then I know who I am now.
Makes things a lot easier. Of course, I was never the... sweetest... person, I was a bad-ass lil player-bitch, and with my fuckin bout of depression and NO drugs/alcohol to "enhance" it with like I usually did, I was stuck. But I've found the road back to zoloft, and alcohol, and maybe even POT!!!
Hopefully no coke, though...
Maybe it's the zoloft, maybe it's the liquor, either way I feel like I'm right the way I am.
And I discovered two great things this weekend:
1) the band atmosphere
2) the song "I Need Drugs" which may be a parody of LL Cool J's song, it doesn't matter, cause I understand that song and anyone who actually HAS had a problem with coke or something obviously knows the meaning. It hits you different.
Anyhow, toodles, and let me tell you, it's good to be back to my former self!
Now y'all can get to know me the way I like!
~Anne