imaginarycircus

SO I am supposed to be on the train to meet lilaia now who just landed at Laguardia. But I broke out into hives, had a panic attack, and started to cry. Not exactly sure why, but I do know that I had just found out that I got rejected from the publication my college puts out. Not because they actually bothered to reject me , but because the issue was announced and I wasn't in it. Gee, thanks. so that is 2 freakin magazines that just never responded at all. I feel like a speck of dust. I emailed and asked and there was some shifty buck passing and no real answer.

I hope it is taking K a really long time to get off the plane and catch the shuttle. I wanted to get to GCS early in case she got there really fast. Instead she may beat me and I feel like such a loser. Next train is in about 30 minutes. And it would take forever on the subway.

I also did not do the best job cleaning my house today. I fail at life! And writing? Nope. I took a shower and I made fresh coffee today. And I swept the kitchen floor. I guess I have to take my pathetic victories where I can.

There is a cocktail and a cupcake in my future. Oh yes.