I leave tonight for Salt Lake. We fly out in the am for Brent and Mer's wedding. I'm pretty sure that will be extremely weird for me to wrap my head around. Weddings make me want love. I'm glad I have it. It's just not here. Nothing is here.
My life is either hit or miss. I can't seem to wrangle it in. Things will be going great, then bam! I am drowning in a river...or sitting on a couch by myself because I apparently did something (what, I know not) and offended my friends. In good news, Rob Thomas covered Smashing Pumpkins' 1979, and its pretty off the hook if I may say so.
I should go plant my garden. Or at least my planter. It's cold outside though, I think. I should probably clean up my house, too. It's gotten a bit messy from all the people over - but mostly just from the margaritas we made.
I wish I could write something profound. Something that would change somebody's life if they ever read it. Something that would be appreciated. I think I may try. Because I can't succeed until I at least attempt it. Then again, you can't fail if you never start.
Sometimes life is tragic. But instead of dwelling on that, I should probably just go do my hair.
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