I'm debating about going to a Depche(sp?) Mode concert. I have about 20 minutes to decide.
My dad said he'd give me his ticket. But I don't know if I feel up to going out with my foot like this for very long, let alone a rock concert.
Phooey. I wish I knew. I hate being fickle! Damn it!
I need to quit swearing...There are days where I swear like a sailor and every sentences starts with "ah shit" and ends with "fuck."
I sound like an uneducated angry hick.
Anyway! To go or not to go!!!
AH!
I don't know! I have work tomorrow at 6:30 a.m., that will suck. My foot was just opperated on a week ago, that will make life suck too tomorrow.
But it's a rock concert!
I'm not going to go...I can't.
I wish Walter would come home. Sometimes I wonder if when he tells me he's with his brother, he's really not just out with another girl.
I can walk again. Did I say that already? It doesn't hurt. It's cool. Except I look absolutely absurd because the boot causes me to walk lop-sidded.