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[spacebug]

After weeks of silent appreciation of unprompted soy milk in my coffee (well, silent except for my change in the jar), the cutiepie barista and I also exchanged names. Hers is Cole! (Hey, I know one of those!) I didn't ask her if it was short for anything.

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Why do I feel so worn out?

I had one of those almost-cry-for-no-good-reason moments last night. I'm not even premenstrual or anything, I'm almost all caught up at work; I'm not sure what my deal is. Maybe a hard yoga session for the first time in a month is bringing things out. Maybe decompression is catching up. Maybe all derby and no music *is* stressing me out that much.

And I do still miss the way life with my friends used to be, though I tend to try not to think about it if I can help it because looking back just makes me sad.

Yeah. I have to make some music. Goddamnit.

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S4 and I will have lunch together today. That will be nice. I'd like us to take a weekend trip somewhere sometime. That would be nice, too.

Comments

[gunn.livejournal.com]

See, I've got a hidden competitive streak- I want to be the best Cole. I feel like it would be weird to discover that when someone was talking about "Cole" they were talking about someone else.

[spacebug.livejournal.com]

Baby, you know you're number one.

[gunn.livejournal.com]

Whew. I was worried I was going to have to get out my espresso machine and brush up on my caffeination skillz, for a battle for whits.

[yaaren.livejournal.com]

you are the best Cole. :)