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Topic: Good News
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Just came back from a healing session. I have a problem with spiritual people, they always seem so calm and collected that I just feel like giggling. But hopefully some will rub off on me... If I got healing like two times a day, maybe I wouldn't be soo moody :)
By the way...are you as curious as me about the new festival that's gonna be revealed on Tuesday? Foo Fighters, the most interesting festival band I've seen so far this year!
Am reading the paper about a girl/woman who was hassled by her bf about getting a male escort, so finally she gave in and now she's living with the male escort instead... Maybe that's the way to go..? Um, no thanks.
PS. Don't try to Google the article, you might find a lot of strange (Boy George related) things!
If today's my lucky day (according to my horoscope), I don't even wanna know what'll happen to the rest of it... Managed to force my cousin to take me to the summer house to get the thing I need for the birthday thingy, when we got there we couldn't find it. Searched through the whole place with a flashlight (Burglar? Me?), and then tried to get into the other houses too but just couldn't the right damn key. then we went to get his thing for his car (neither him nor me had the money, really, but I paid for some gas anyway), closed for the day. Then I went to exchange a lottery ticket, they didn't have any left so she gave me the cash instead of my chance to win millions... Finally I went to get something nice with my gift certificate, the lady in the shop was kinda rude and the only thing they had that fitted me required me to pay an additional $80...which I didn't have. When I told her that she sounded really angry and I left the store. So I decided to treat us/myself to some fast food. Because by then I didn't have the time or the inspiration to cook when I came back home. I ordered the food (I always have to wait an extra minute for mine), we sat down and when he'd finished his burgers and fries and asked where my burger was. Of course they'd forget to make one.
The only good things in the story are my cousin who was nice enough to drive me around, and my dear friend who bought the gift certificate from me just to be nice.