Alright, so...in the course of being friends, Mike has blown me off, count it, twice. So... Needless to say, I was getting pretty pissed. Fortunately, I have a brain and a cell phone and some condition that makes anger clear my head so I can get in pretty awesome plays.

Last night, I'd had enough. I sent him a text: "Wow, you are such a jerk. Did you have to practice or does it come naturally?" and shut off my phone so I could grab some sleep for this wonderfully full day with my best friend.

This morning, sure enough, there's a text back. "I'm sorry, I'm at Charlie o's, I got drunk too quickly I'm so sorry." I snarled at it, and wrote back, "Well, I'm done with being blown off. Want to be friends? Prove it. Because with friends who treat me like this, I really don't need enemies."

And now... Instead of that sinking feeling that I have when I know I'm failing at life, I realize I'm back. And no, you don't have to take it silently. Stand up and fight, because sometimes, it's what you've gotta do.

And todaaaaayyyy... I am so excited! Soap Box Derbies in Newport, then Sheep Shearing and wonderfulness in Jamestown!! WOOT! Annnddd.... Going to get my mom a Mother's Day present at the Herb sale up the road. I'm so excited. She's going to love it! I'm wearing my camo skirt and... Wow. I'm not sure this day can get much better. hahah